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.
We get used to waiting as Doctor Who fans, don’t we? This past year especially has tried the collective patience of millions of us, as we’ve waited for the news of the new: new episodes, new specials, new Doctors. And also – almost as exciting – a new soundtrack. So, has the wait for 2 … >
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.
A re-recording of the most iconic and daring double concept album ever? Is nothing sacred?
Skyfall may well be one of the best Bond films but, for the casual listener who wants to feel a bit more 007 during their commute, its score sadly leaves much to be desired.
We’re living through a golden age of comic book cinema. Superheroes are now more prevalent at your local multiplex than surly staff and that weird all-pervading smell that’s halfway between stale popcorn and ‘warm old shoe’. And though not every caped film that crusades across our screens is a critical victory, most feature music that raises the hairs on the back of your neck and sticks in the mind long after the world’s been saved.