(Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell) With Lost in the Dream, the War on Drugs have released their third straight classic, one in which mastermind Adam Granduciel fashions intricate layers of studio tracks into brimming, wide-eyed Heartland rock epics. The Philly band brings their wistful, immersive sound to Portland tonight, and their live show is just as formidable as their outstanding albums. NED LANNAMANNAlso read our article on the War on Drugs.

(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Read our article on Anne.

(Roseland, 8 NW 6th) Remember all the nonsense you had to deal with in high school, like homework, curfews, your friends' relationship silliness, and on and on? Imagine if you could've bagged all that and hit the road with your band instead, joining a bill with three legendary acts, all under the umbrella of the premier extreme music magazine in the US. No more teachers, no more books, just blistering solos and thrash metal hooks. Baltimore's Noisem have made that impossible fantasy a reality. Out of the five members of the band, not one is older then 18. Last year they released their debut album, Agony Defined, on A389 Recordings, and nine tracks of brutalizing metal later, Noisem have proved to the greater metal community that it's not how old you are, it's how many whiplash-inducing stop-breaks, pummeling drums, and burly riffs you can stack into 25 minutes. If Slayer could do it with Reign in Blood, so can five dudes who haven't cut their hair since they were 13. ARIS WALES Also read our article on Carcass.

(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) For a while, Ume has been one of those bands that's always on the verge of breaking through. Heck, the Denver Post even described the Austin trio as "perpetually touted by critics as the next big thing," and that was two years ago. In a just world, the band's excellent new album, Monuments, would push it over the top. Released this month by influential indie label Dangerbird Records, it's a tightly packaged, 12-track collision of frontwoman Lauren Larson's skyscraping guitar heroics and her sweet-and-sour pop-rock vocals, backed by a band with a distaste for the brake pedal. The result is a hybrid of silvery shoegaze and gritty alt-rock—efficient, melodic and muscular—that recalls labelmates the Joy Formidable, but with a bit more raw swagger. A band with this kind of charisma, chops, and dues paid on the road deserves its moment. BEN SALMON

(Rontoms, 600 E Burnside) If Sufjan Stevens had jumped a plane from Michigan to Warsaw a decade ago, only to later realize he'd left his beloved banjo behind in the taxi, he might have composed something similar to Coldair's 2013 album, Whose Blood. The solo project of Polish multi-instrumentalist Tobiasz Bilinski, Coldair crafts delicately balanced folk-pop, arranging falsetto vocals, guitars, keys, trumpet, and percussion to piece together songs that are elegant and grandiose. Bilinski masterfully conjures up a strong and instant sense of nostalgia, and then mainlines it directly through your headphone cord. Just listen to a track like "Wraith" and try not to become immediately haunted by the narrow streets and looming factories of Poland's capital city. The rare opportunity to catch Coldair stateside, alongside the last AU show before the local experimental pop group lay low to work on new material, make this a free Sunday session that's not to be missed. CHIPP TERWILLIGER