YOU WHO!: THE SHINS, SNEAKIN' OUT, DJ ANJALI
(Kennedy School, 5736 NE 33rd) Why should the 21+ set get all the good shows? What about the very, very underage crowd? Today the Shins take a break from the grown-up world to play a set for toddlers at the Kennedy School's lovely You Who! kid's rock show series. It's super sold out, but maybe you'll get lucky. SARAH MIRK
Divers - "Glass Chimes"
DIVERS, BIG EYES, FREEDOM CLUB
(The Know, 2026 NE Alberta) Few things are more concisely satisfying than a perfect 7-inch single, and the debut from Divers, out on Olympia's Rumbletowne Records and available for free download on the Rumbletowne site, is exactly that. The new Portland band, formed from the remnants of the much-loved Drunken Boat, has crafted two marvelous tracks—gritty, tender, heavy, wistful rock numbers torn straight out of the Boss' playbook, with a bit of punk snot for good measure. A-side "Glass Chimes" features guest vocals from RVIVR's Erica Freas alongside Divers frontman Harrison Rapp, and it's an urgent, captivating, full-throttle ride with an indelibly hooky melody. B-side "Montrose" (also known as "Brothers") might be even better, a lengthy ode to a long-gone friend that ends with a double-time call to arms. These are astonishingly good songs, and all signs indicate that Divers is an astonishingly good band. They punch you right in the gut—and you'll thank them for it. NED LANNAMANN
THE BUSINESS, THE DOWNTOWN STRUTS, RUM REBELLION, SHOCK TROOPS
(Rotture, 315 SE 3rd) A relic from 1979, South London's the Business still hold that Oi! spirit—yelling stories about politics, society, drinking, and girls over crude punk constructions. But there's a sense of unity and belonging here, one that's delightfully appealing to those who may be feeling lost. The band's most recent, 2010's Doing the Business, sports those same brisk, runaway drum beats and steady, up-tempo guitar strains. Their sound hasn't really changed much over time, but there's nothing like some good throaty, angry, body-thrashing British punk music to make your Sunday night (and potentially ruin your Monday). To wit: No one judges you when you enter the pit, and certainly no one cares at all if you're dancing "properly." Lose control and take comfort in the fact that if you take an elbow or even a skull to the face, the perpetrator will likely pause to check that you haven't lost consciousness before thrashing on. ELENA BUCKLEY