The Blue Seeds

It's been a long, long time since I listened to Mazzy Star, but that's the first thing that popped in my head when I heard Canada's The Blue Seeds. With a rustic, dusty, sad song in their heart, the Blue Seeds are the soundtrack of a million broken hearts. Their self titled album, is a beautiful opulent record that has more in common with the Midwest and a seedy jazzy club in New Orleans than the northern climes and near utopia of their home country of Canada.

The Blue Seeds is a gorgeous record that's a stirring and sexy as it's dangerously depressing. Like Hope Sandoval mixed with a bit of the Sneaker Pimps and Portishead, The Blue Seeds creep along with downtempo rhythms, smoky guitars, and sultry keys. As a result The Blue Seeds is a seductive ride to the dark side of town with a heavy heart in tow. Vocalist Amelie Lafamme melts your heart on just about every song. Put it this way, she's so emotionally draining throughout this record that you might just need a sick day to recover from listening to it. With each sigh and whisper Amelie and her band slowly, sneakily win you over through hypnosis and stirring melodies. It's breathy brilliance if there ever was such a thing.

From the nearly, "Fade Into You," draw of, "A Quick Killing In Art," to the trip hop haze of, "Lost and Delirious," The Blue Seeds truly is an white knuckle ride of emotions. The Blue Seeds have created a mesmerizing mix of songs through a brilliant amalgamation of sounds that will transfix you. This is the soothing sound of the end, the sound of tears on a pillow, the sound of something beautiful coming to a tragic close. All that being said, The Blue Seeds is an impressive record that's most definitely not for the broken hearted.