I‘m Not a Gun proves that Chicago post-rock done by Angelenos makes sense. There is the guitar-strung mellowness that rubs its eyes from the sunlight and smog, along with the snares uneasily breaking bread with electronic klacks that keep everything fragile and disconnected across a sprawl. LA post-techno maverick John Tejada and Takeshi Nishimoto show what they spent their Wednesdays doing: jamming to their favorite Tortoise records. No, seriously, they take the Chicago sound into funkier terrain like the triple-shot espresso‘d microhouse of “Words Speak and Choose,” and the guitar harmonics that can see a thousand miles to the ocean on “Scenes of Someone Else.” A potent sedative.