The Farewell Drugs (Reed, Chimpy, Johnny and Sloane) were the worst behaved band on the Lower East Side: heroin snorting, groupie abusing, shoplifting, drug dealing, sexist, racist misanthropes. But they had talent. When beleaguered record industry executive Hella Hecht endeavors to make them over, she finds wild success, marketing them as The Skatekeys, a boy band full of clean cut and polite young troubadours. The Drugs play along but slowly and surely, their old ways creep back in with deadly results. A rock and roll industry farce with a little too much of an edge. "Spitz exploded onto the Ludlow Street theater scene... their first production, 1998s's Retail Sluts depicted the SoHo class struggle: kids working in high-end boutiques selling overpriced hipster clothes to tourists." -Tom Murrin, Paper Magazine

From the concert stage to the dressing room, from the recording studio to the digital realm, SPIN surveys the modern musical landscape and the culture around it with authoritative reporting, provocative interviews, and a discerning critical ear. With dynamic photography, bold graphic design, and informed irreverence, the pages of SPIN pulsate with the energy of today's most innovative sounds. Whether covering what's new or what's next, SPIN is your monthly VIP pass to all that rocks.

Four old college friends reunite in Manhattan and what starts as a stiff and awkward game of catch up devolves into a drug and rancor soaked mess when old rivalries and affections boil to the surface; abetted by drugs, professional jealousies, a new cultural divide and the arrival of their favorite college professor; a famous and deeply troubled novelist with a pretty, young girlfriend and a mysterious box in tow. Twenty years on, class is back in session and if they can get out of this cocktail party alive, they just might learn something of value once again. A dark look at the peril of the aging hipster and what it means to be an artist, a parent and a "perennial favorite" and how challenging it is to remain intimate and engaged in your surroundings in middle age. You don't have to remember 1993 to relate but it doesn't hurt. "Marc Spitz is one of my favorite playwrights; I have been to at least half of his dozen plays, and I have never been disappointed. He knows how to shake people up; make them laugh, gasp and gag. Expect bad taste, bad language, snappy dialogue, theatrical surprises and maybe something that really grosses you out." -Tom Murrin, Paper Magazine

The story of Marc Spitz's journey from impressionable teen to heroin addict to respected rock journalist.

Walter Dabney thinks he's being practical when he ingests a recreational erectile dysfunction drug called Themis. It will, he reasons, allow him to have a quickie with Annie, his mistress, before his wife returns with her family for a long planned celebratory supper. Only Walter is that guy you wonder about: the one who actually gets the four hour erection they warn you about in those commercials. He must now navigate the aforementioned dinner and the spontaneous arrival of all kinds of random New York City visitors, while keeping a raging and un-lowerable erection in his pants. A madcap sex farce with a case of over a dozen, it examines notions of fidelity, self control, art and whether better living through chemistry is truly better after all. "Marc Spitz is one of my favorite playwrights; I have been to at least half of his dozen plays, and I have never been disappointed. He knows how to shake people up; make them laugh, gasp and gag. Expect bad taste, bad language, snappy dialogue, theatrical surprises and maybe something that really grosses you out." -Tom Murrin, Paper Magazine

Clarence, Tony and Dommy work in a posh clothing store in New York's retail capital of SoHo. They're surrounded by fabulous people, drape themselves in the latest fashions, but they take home tiny pay checks and cannot numb themselves enough with drugs, alcohol, cheap sex and even cheaper fads. As 30 approaches fast, they must fact the dying dreams, face their greatest fears, and reckon with the various firebrands, zealots and sugar mommas who make up the women and men in their lives. All day long, they must ask customers, "Can I help you?" but these guys can barely help themselves. With the world collapsing around them, they must depend on each other to survive another weekend shift. It's the story of friendship, frocks and five dollars an hour self esteem. "Marc Spitz is one of my favorite playwrights; I have been to at least half of his dozen plays, and I have never been disappointed. He knows how to shake people up; make them laugh, gasp and gag. Expect bad taste, bad language, snappy dialogue, theatrical surprises and maybe something that really grosses you out." -Tom Murrin, Paper Magazine

Bug Blowmonkey does so much cocaine that he has developed a friendship with one of his chemically induced hallucinations: the confused but still righteous ghost of Marvin Gaye. Estranged from the one woman he had feelings for, Bug begins to question his compulsion to get so numb and frigid. When he meets a new woman, he tries to strip away the icy, hipster facade and accept her for who she is: and not the idealized Vertigo-style duplicate of the pristine ghost he needs to break away from. Will he break away from Marvin Gaye as well? And just how will Marvin take this? A hallucinatory, funny, sad drug dream about longing and the slippery grip on "self help." "Marc Spitz is one of my favorite playwrights; I have been to at least half of his dozen plays, and I have never been disappointed. He knows how to shake people up; make them laugh, gasp and gag. Expect bad taste, bad language, snappy dialogue, theatrical surprises and maybe something that really grosses you out." -Tom Murrin, Paper Magazine