Sitting pretty one night and enjoying Hollyoaks, I couldn't get out of my head Keane's late night Jonathan Ross performance that aired a week or two ago. "They actually look like a band", I thought, rubbing my eyes in disbelief! So as I mess around on my laptop while drifting back and forth from the intense Hollyoaks story line, and all of sudden, without assessing my actions, I type the word "Keane" into iTunes music search, and in the words of Macho Man Randy Savage, "whambamthankyoumam", "Spiralling" is now a recent music download on my computer.

Bloody amazing!

And wow. Do I like? Oh yes. So much so I play and play, over and over, and love every single bit of the song. Actually, that's a lie, I dislike the bit when Tom Chaplin (ha, just occurred to me that he was probably nicknamed Charlie Chaplin when he had his brief spell with cocaine addiction), starts exclaiming about being the president or something (?); cringe. But that is no reason to dislike the song, I don't think. Is it?

I feel like I'm trying to find some flaw with Keane's song just so I can be at peace and hate my way back into my normal state. But it's certainly a change from that awful dreary music they released back in the day, as now they've exchanged pianos for synths and oooh, just oooohs, as the song goes.

So the next step off this hatred wagon is buying the album. It may take me a while to wean myself away from actually realising this is Keane. Can I tolerate those small hours alone at night thinking,  "I actually own a Keane album", I mean, can I live with that? I had that once with Travis' The Man Who… bad times.

Just as you have probably judged me because I watch Hollyoaks, why don't you suspend judgement and give Keane a try, and while we're on it, Hollyoaks too for that matter. But not cocaine… It really is good… Hollyoaks, I mean. But Keane too! God damn, so close… I'm getting there.

Keane's new song is good.

There.