A walk in the promenade. The film traces a trajectory – from inside to outside, from shadow to light, from Vassiliu to Pierre, from the intimate to the public, from the past to the present. The film sounds like a song – one of which we remember the tune, sing a few couplets of and listen to the chorus with pleasure. Each outing is full of surprises and wonderful encounters. Meetings of emerging songs. A staging in small touches – like a chorus. At home, Pierre gets dressed, gets ready, gets dressed, puts on his stage shirt. Once outside, Pierre crisscrosses Sète. A port city where the incentive to travel is almost permanent. Pierre touches the people he meets with humor. The succession of these encounters places the film in the present.
