There are certain sentences you never really expect to say as an independent musician.

“I’ve just signed a five-album deal” would be one.

“My private jet is waiting” would be another.

And then there’s this:

Apparently, I’m big in Nuuk.

According to Spotify, I currently have more listeners in Nuuk, Greenland, than in any other single place on Earth.

I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting that.

Nuuk is Greenland’s capital, a small city of fewer than 20,000 people surrounded by mountains, fjords and some fairly serious weather. It also has a surprisingly lively musical culture, with rock, folk, rap and electronic music all firmly established there.

Quite how my songs have managed to insert themselves into this scene remains something of a mystery.

Perhaps somebody in Nuuk accidentally left one of my tracks playing overnight and Spotify has misunderstood the situation.

Perhaps there is one extraordinarily determined Sean Kearns fan wandering around Greenland with headphones on and a fully charged phone.

Or perhaps, somewhere overlooking the Nuuk Fjord, there is a bar where the owner has decided that what customers really need with their coffee is a prolonged dose of an old man from Yorkshire and his songs.

I like that possibility.

The more romantic explanation, of course, is that music occasionally does what you hope it will do. You record something at home, send it out into the world without really knowing where it will land, and somebody thousands of miles away hears it and thinks, yes, I’ll listen to that again.

For an independent musician, that is still rather wonderful.

So to whoever is listening in Nuuk: thank you.

I have absolutely no idea who you are, how you found me or why there seem to be so many of you.

But please don’t stop.

At this rate, I may have to start planning the Sean Kearns Greenland Tour.

One night only.

Nuuk.

Venue to be confirmed.

Audience apparently already sorted.