BANANA STAND SECRET SHOW
(Double Dragon, 1235 SE Division) Cure your summertime Monday blahs with Banana Stand's series of weekly secret shows! Every Monday through Labor Day, Double Dragon will open at 6 pm with a special menu and discounted drinks; then, at 8 pm, a TOP SECRET band—specially picked by the folks at Banana Stand Media—takes the stage. The series kicks off tonight with some fresh local newcomers; start your (secret) summer Monday habit now. NED LANNAMANN


EAGULLS, TWIN PEAKS
(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) The debut full-length by Leeds, England, quartet Eagulls is one of the more overlooked records of 2014. Like their peers in Savages, this all-male outfit sounds as if they were force-fed a diet of early Joy Division, Gang of Four, and Siouxsie and the Banshees records. But Eagulls' version finds the sensuality hiding beneath the granite guitar tones and twitchy singing. Their allure is all the better to coax you in so vocalist George Mitchell can snap your head off while the rest of his band picks the meat off your willing bones. ROBERT HAM


THE HOLMES BROTHERS
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Made up of brothers Sherman and Wendell Holmes, as well as "brother" Popsy Dixon on drums and back-up vocals, the Holmes Brothers dish out hymns so emotive, they could qualify as the original slow jams. Their background in gospel shows through in the Holmes' sweet melodies and harmonies. Having recorded with a whole host of established musicians (Willie Nelson, Van Morrison, and Joan Osborne, to name a few), the Holmes' latest album, Brotherhood, is certainly not their first rodeo. Though it contains many covers, their sound is so distinct and true to form that whatever they play, they truly make their own. ROSE FINN


LOCAL H, BAD VEINS, AGAINST THE RAGING TIDE
(Hawthorne Theatre, 1507 SE César E. Chávez) It wouldn't be wrong to call Local H a one-hit wonder, but it's a little bit like only knowing Joy Division for "Love Will Tear Us Apart." Or maybe the Butthole Surfers' "Pepper" is a better parallel. Both are a stretch, sure, but what I'm getting at is there are a ton of Local H songs way cooler than "Bound for the Floor." That song made them a '90s footnote in the post-Nirvana major-label feeding frenzy, but the duo's blend of grungy hard rock, Cheap Trick power-pop, and smirking lyrics has aged well. "Bound for the Floor" is still pretty good, too. MATTHEW W. SULLIVAN