I am such a liar.

keanestrangers:

As Tom Chaplin saunters into a café in the West End, he is greeted by the sound of his own voice, singing out high and proud. Keane’s Hopes and Fears is on repeat play on the in-house stereo. Chaplin groans and rolls his eyes.

“This happens to me all the time. I worry that people think I travel around with a Keane CD on me, demanding it be played as I make an entrance.”