After some extensive hemming and hawing, I ordered the new five-disc box set documenting Tears For Fears’ 1989 magnum opus, The Seeds of Love. I’ve written about it a few times before here and in a nutshell, it’s a difficult album that I have always wanted to like more than I actually do. Some of it is jaw-droppingly brilliant and some of it loses the plot badly, evaporating in a cloud of its own self-importance. I’ve always tried to figure out how they got to that point, so I hope that the box set finally spells it out for me.














