hanging out with the dudes

I suspect these guys and I have stuff in common.

clipped from movies.nytimes.com Died Young, Stayed Pretty “Died Young, Stayed Pretty” considers a subculture acutely aware of its own obsolescence: artists committed to the design, hand printing and stapled-to-a-telephone-pole distribution of rock posters. They are, by and large, an odd bunch, predictably geeky in their enthusiasms (“Star Trek” action figures, 1970s pornography) and resigned to their marginalization in a culture where the cutting edge of marketing — and music — has mostly gone digital. The old-school rock-poster scene thrives on an ethos of authenticity and embraces its outsider status. This leads to some naïve political talk, a lot of nostalgia and numerous sexually graphic designs featuring Elvis, Jesus and assorted Republicans. Context is for squares: “Died Young, Stayed Pretty” couldn’t care less about the precedents of the rock-poster underground or even, strangely, the music or bands the posters promote. Mostly it hangs out with the dudes (they’re almost all dudes) in cluttered studios, cheap restaurants, bowling alleys and dive bars as they mumble and muse about their beloved niche.