Eyes of Others have been described as making ‘post-pub couldn’t get in the club music’. Actually, though, it’s the sound of the small hours – The Blue Nile lost on the dancefloor at an Optimo night; John Martyn working magic with drum loops and Logic; Suicide washed up on the shores of Portobello Beach. It’s drawn curtains and an overheating stereo in your friend’s living room after the rest of town has called it a night, hours spent watching the slumbering city before sunrise through a window.