Sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll is a tough regimen to maintain, especially when compounded by fickle labels, shady management, and (gulp!) encroaching maturity. To commemorate SPIN's 25th anniversary in May, David Peisner tracked down 44 vets from our back pages to discover how they left the road behind to chase a dream even more elusive than stardom: sanity.
Here we profile nine of those former stars. To see the other 35, pick up the March issue of SPIN, now on newsstands.
Vince Staples is hardly the ingratiating type. “Don’t shake my hands unless you passing payment,” instructs the redoubtable young’un on “C.M.B.,” a paean to ruthlessly mercenary, Randian capitalism. “Keep your salutation / I need my 40 acres.” This ice-grilling Left Coaster is more Mack 10 than Myka 9, a verbal marksman who refuses to placate… More »