Inspired equally by Mo’ Wax obscurities, sound poetry, “Moments in Love,” anime depictions of neo-futurist Tokyo and Endtroducing, the EP’s four instrumentals slow-zoom like a surveillance camera through shimmering tunnels, glowing skylines and empty streets, rich with headphone harmonics and the gray romance of isolation. Ain’t it funny how the night moves, when you don’t seem to have as much to lose? Recent recordings have seen Afterhours’ shadow government diversifying into abstracted trip-hop, graphic design, art-world provocations and Café Del Mar-esque house, so their Sleepwalking ethos is clearly going places.