Guitar, heroes

Robert Fripp's God Save the Queen / Under Heavy Manners. I used to own this on vinyl: it has never been released on CD. But someone has been good enough to rip and post it on YouTube. It's still wonderful: unsentimental and surprising. Re-issue it, Mr Fripp, and I can stack it dustily alongside The League of Gentlemen, The Equatorial Stars, No Pussyfooting and Evening Star. I still have Exposure somewhere which I bought on cassette from the Virgin Megastore in Oxford Street for about £2.99 back in 1979 when home taping was killing music but my only player is in the car.

The last album I bought on iTunes didn't sync to my phone because a prior software upgrade sneakily toggled off automatic downloads for purchases. I could have streamed it at whatever rate my carrier charges for data but that would be about as practical as having it on cassette.

Your dad's data.

Speaking of dads: the Frank Miller Dark Knight version of Batman that kids wanted to see in 1986 has finally made it to theatres in the form of Zack Snyder's Batman v Superman: dark, gritty, paunchy, heavy hangs the crown sort of thing. Alas the kids in 2016 want bright and sociable superheroes who just get along, which is why TV's Supergirl is owning it.