Play For Everyone

5 members of a 3rd rate marching band goes off for a gig. They are driving along a rough road in the Moscow region, in a hopelessly tattered old minibus. They exchange glances with one another, each musician clearly battered by life. Not one of them suspects that this mundane trip for some extra cash will unexpectedly force each and everyone one of them to reconnect with their essence. 5 members of a 3rd rate marching band goes off for a gig. They are driving along a rough road in the Moscow region, in a hopelessly tattered old minibus. They exchange glances with one another, each musician clearly battered by life. Not one of them suspects that this mundane trip for some extra cash will unexpectedly force each and everyone one of them to reconnect with their essence. 5 members of a 3rd rate marching band goes off for a gig. They are driving along a rough road in the Moscow region, in a hopelessly tattered old minibus. They exchange glances with one another, each musician clearly battered by life. Not one of them suspects that this mundane trip for some extra cash will unexpectedly force each and everyone one of them to reconnect with their essence. 5 members of a 3rd rate marching band goes off for a gig. They are driving along a rough road in the Moscow region, in a hopelessly tattered old minibus. They exchange glances with one another, each musician clearly battered by life. Not one of them suspects that this mundane trip for some extra cash will unexpectedly force each and everyone one of them to reconnect with their essence.