The Army of Heckling (choral transhumance) First, we see them, singular silhouettes scattered in the crowd and gathering… And then, it’s like a first cry, a first song, a first purr… Followed by another, then another. Insensibly, the song swells, swells and becomes powerful, taking up all the attention. For here is the project of the army of heckling: to install, in the public space, a word, which turns into a rumor, which turns into a song, sensitive and abrupt, sometimes melodious, sometimes punk, sometimes tender or brutal, a murmur that becomes heckling… Departure from the courtyard of the Chateau de Flers, Chemin du Chat Botté. All public, without reservation.