Virtual XI is always going to come in last when ranking Maiden albums, but it does have at least two genuine classics on it: The Clansman (as evidenced by the fact that Maiden busted it out on their last tour), and this. True, it’s not a totally deep cut, having made it into the second Bruce era by being played on the Ed Hunter tour in 1999, but it’s also one that remains decidedly under-appreciated. Doing its business in under three minutes, it’s a forward charge of fast-riffing Maiden-isms that kicks the album off in solid fashion. And, last laugh, where some critics at the time thought its lyrical references to virtual reality and questioning where the world ends and the digital dream begins were naff (along with the Ed Hunter video game), now that we’re living in a horrible computerised Hell, they stand up very well. Good show.