Photographed and Narrated by Stefan Koski

Length: 5 minutes, 33 seconds

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On Any Given Weekend

On any given weekend you�ll find us here
By the sides of roads that lead to nowhere.

Down the avenues darkened by moonless nights
And a lack of streetlights.

On those quiet paths of my home town, driving cars they can barely afford,
My friends are gathering once more.

To partake in the festivities, of unbroken souls, happy to survive
Another week they haven�t died.

The Master of Ceremonies is opening his door to anyone who�d like his company,
To throw a shin dig where everyone is the guest of honor,
Because we�re all friends here, in this place of music and teenage decor.

It is a sacred ritual of profane enjoyment, shared with each other to both relieve and forget,
All our funny stories and interesting tales that have forever become a part of us.
The routine will always be the same; living as we have always lived.
There is peace in knowing nothing�s changed.
We�ll always be here, on any given weekend.

So if you�re free this Friday night, perhaps you�d like to join me.
I�ve decided to pay a visit to some old acquaintances,
To share some laughs of the times we�ve had in this oddly boring place,
And because nothing feels so good as seeing a familiar face.

Come with me.
I�ll introduce you to the whole crew,
Whom I�ve known like brothers and cherish like comrades.
To a place where the drinks are free if you�ve brought your own.
Where we�ll be happy to tell you of all the things we�ve done
On past nights, for all kinds of occasions.

If you have the time you might even be able to see the point
In every get-together we have, and every toast we make.
It was never for the particular moment in anyone�s life.
It was always, as the Master of Ceremonies said,
"For the memories."

And if you take a ride down those dim and silent streets,
To where the driveways have been turned into parking lots,
You�re bound to find us
On any given weekend.

Director's Notes

This was a side project of mine that came about rather spontaneously. I was at a party hosted by Mike Schenkel (the "Master of Ceremonies") to shoot some footage for what we were then planning on using for the Senior Movie. While I was there Tom Poudrier gave me a camera to take pictures, figuring I could use them somehow. And then, after taking a few, I had an idea for this photo essay. So I took the pictures, put them into black and white, and edited them into a slideshow. For music I used Miles Davis's "Blue in Green" (my all-time favorite song) and the recording I did of a piece I had written to accompany the photo essay.

Music in this Film:

Blue in Green--Miles Davis