So I finally bit the bullet and did the thing that I’ve naturally avoided ever since the glory days of Audio Galaxy allowed me to indiscriminately devour music by the bucket load with no fear of consequence or moral qualms (a bit like sex in your twenties and food in your thirties): I’ve signed up for a premium subscription music service. Spotify Premium costs £10 per month and for that extortionate sum (0.3287p per day) I basically have a music library of several million high quality tracks to enjoy at my leisure. I can broadcast them over my amp (thanks to Airfoil and Apple Airport Express), listen to them offline and – best of all – download them to my…