Michel, who's mad about jazz, has discovered a album of listening to in his livingroom that he fantasies. However, the entire world appears to have conspired against him: his spouse chooses the moment to disclose an illtimed disclosure, a surprise visit is made by his adult son, one among his friends collapses on the door, while his mother keeps calling him onto his smartphone. Not to say that today the residents in his apartment construction are holding their annual house-party. A liar and manipulative, Michel is able to do anything to have a moment of calmness and silent. Is it possible, in that era, to have an hour of calmness?