The floods breathed

Talk about a perfect pairing of music and album cover. This is some hyper-maudlin stuff that may be a shade of gray too far for some. Not me though. I like my emotionally manipulative sounds to be as heavy-handed as possible. I'm just not sure if the imaginary movie should take place in the countryside during the bleakest Soviet days or if it should follow the long, lonely retirement of a discarded stuffed animal. Suggestions?

Sylvain Chaveau - Et Peu a Peu Les Flots Respira