God Save the Queen/Under Heavy Manners is an album by Robert Fripp, released on the Polydor Records label in 1980 (US catalogue no. PD-1-6266).
The album largely consists of Frippertronics, with much of the work being performed by improvisation. On the Under Heavy Manners side of the album, the effect was modified in what Fripp described as "Discotronics", adding a solid drum beat and bass line to create a dancier sound.
The original planned title for the album was Music for Sports, but Fripp eventually decided to choose a title unconnected from colleague Brian Eno's Music for... album series.
This record has never been released on CD. However, the track "Under Heavy Manners" and a longer and retitled version of "The Zero of the Signified" (called "God Save The King") with an added guitar solo are on the abridged Robert Fripp & The League Of Gentlemen God Save the King CD release.
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