Pass that popcorn-filled Deerstalker, would you? Because with that filmic running length, a principal duo of Hollywood stars, and the fact that each 90-minute feature is advertised with the hashtaggable anticipation of your average blockbuster, every episode of Sherlock is less a TV drama and more a movie that has escaped into your living room. So it stands to reason that it should be given a fittingly filmic score.
With a recent stash of missing episodes recovered, Doctor Who fans may feel their Christmas has come early. But the real thing hasn't yet. So put down that cracker. Don't let those advent calendars in the shops fool you: Noddy Holder won't be defrosted from his regenerative slumber for at least another month.
Shhh! Lock the door, close the curtains. We've got to talk about the soundtrack to Channel 4's violent cult conspiracy hit Utopia. Quietly.
You don't have a costly suit of cutting-edge armour, you don't have a robot butler, and chances are you don't even have a cool beard like Tony Stark (though really, if you do, good job sir). But fortunately lacking any of the aforementioned items doesn't preclude you from enjoying the same music that Iron Man himself jets around to.
Check under your bed before you put your headphones on, because here comes the Luther soundtrack. Or, to use its unwieldy full name, 'Idris Elba presents Luther: Songs and Score from Series 1, 2 & 3'. Whatever you decide to call it, it's music that DCI John Luther and his (now very wet) coat have solved crimes to.
There isn't a lot that needs to be said about the soundtrack to BBC One's The Paradise, it's that good. So good, that it is probably the finest album of TV music you'll be able to buy this year.
You might expect a Mad Men soundtrack to be a collection of martini-smooth but mundane notes – something you can put on and forget about when you run out of Harry Belafonte vinyls but still require a musical backdrop to smoke and romance a dame to in your Manhattan bachelor pad. But Mad Men: On the Rocks turns out to be anything but '60s make-out noise.
The Hour. A show praised as much for its ability to make operating a typewriter while smoking and wearing houndstooth look cool as for the talent of the actors who were actually doing it. But what of its music?
Like a Kryptonian prison ship on the horizon, you can spot a Hans Zimmer track a mile off. Or rather, hear it a mile off.