Brighton-based Indie-Funk architects Room Service have flung wide the lobby doors of imagination with their latest single, "Plastic Cosmic Fantastic Hotel," a track as bright and playful as the title suggests. Falling on its own, this new cut comes off like a neon sign bursting to life on a rain-soaked street corner, beckoning passersby to step inside, take a seat, and stay a while.
After years of refining a sound that side-steps every neat descriptor, Room Service has stumbled upon something that feels truly their own. "Plastic Cosmic Fantastic Hotel" is a declaration: genre is a suggestion, not a decree. The band doubles down on their signature brand of indie-funk but fills their soundscape with new textures and surprising turns, resulting in an atmosphere where groove meets imagination.
There is an assurance that comes when publications have paid attention, an audience solicited through persistence. The late nights spent writing, re-writing, and distilling all those reviews become a reminder that what you're doing matters, if mostly to you. It all builds to this, and the payoff feels electric. "Plastic Cosmic Fantastic Hotel" doesn't just perform, but it struts there, it winks, it dares you to stand still.
It's not quite a one-off, but rather a tantalizing preview of things to come. And with an E.P. due out later this year, Room Service is making it known they're not checking out any time soon. Instead, they're opening the doors wider, inviting us into their world where funk collides with indie, and the lines between them disappear, making each track feel a little bit like a room with a tale of its own. If this single is the keycard, the whole project will be the trip you won't forget.
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