For me, the music of Eidolon is a legendary Odyssey that taught me to reconnect with the Argonne, my childhood region. I find that the "OST" album generally fit better with warm seasons. I have selected a favorite track, but I am not sure of my choice.
I find this album quite similar to "Museum of creation" with perhaps a touch more melancholy and violence. It fits perfectly with the atmosphere inside a cold bunker in the evening lost in the forest or the fields used for a party.
Together with Eidolon, The Breathing Bridge is one of my favorite Michael Bell albums. I often listen to it on winter evenings next to the fire, trying to replay some of its melodies with an acoustic guitar. It evokes for me the melancholy of a misty open landscape of the Meuse or the great plains of Eastern Europe. Sometimes his enchanting melodies make me want to jump into the wet earth with both feet and let myself be swallowed up as if I were food for the soil.
In this album, the rhythmic and the repetitions of melodies create a sensation of endless loop, they involve the listener. You can listen to them while walking in the open air, crossing monotonous landscapes, as I did. It gives the impression that from the horizon, a slender creature similar to a pharaoh with serf's antlers will emerge, approaching us and brandishing a sceptre to frighten us and remind us of its superiority, we then have the desire to waddle like it.
This album goes wonderfully with an evening landscape in Champagne Humide. Ambiance of sunset which gives desire to gambol on the paths. It is with this one that I discovered that Michael Bell also excelled in other styles than forest ambiences (like Eidolon).The third track stands out from the rest, it rather evokes a cold and empty lake in autumn, covered with birds, but it is probably my favorite.
A wonderful album to spend a night in the forest by a fire (I tested it!). Some pieces evoke the infinity of the sky above us, others bring us back to earth and remind us that we are in the forest. Its melodies create a real sentimental reverie that makes me want to bivouac again and again in my native region.
I listened to this album for the first time when I was in the Perthois, a small plain near my home, where its melodies fit perfectly. It's amazing how well many of its tracks fit in with the brick and wood villages of northern France.
With "The Breathing Bridge", Call of the Abyss is one of the few albums that fits perfectly with the open and melancholic hills of the Meuse. Its tracks illustrate very well these misty and sad landscapes and give them the so little estimated and yet really present charm they have.