OUT IN ARKANSAS: 'SACRED HEARTS, HOLY SOULS'
7 p.m. Ron Robinson Theater. $25.
Thursday night, the Arkansas Times, Little Rock PFLAG and Central Arkansas Pridefest will host a special screening of Little Rock director Mark Thiedeman's "Sacred Hearts, Holy Souls" to benefit Out in Arkansas, the Times' coming LGBT publication. Tickets are $25. A coming-of-age story about a gay teenager at a Catholic boarding school, "Sacred Hearts" has been widely praised: It won the Charles B. Pierce Award for Best Film Made in Arkansas at the 2014 Little Rock Film Festival, and Philip Martin of the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette called it one of last year's best releases. Filmmaker magazine has called Thiedeman "a star," and The Hollywood Reporter said he was a director to watch. After the screening, Hendrix College professor and Arkansas Times columnist Jay Barth will lead a panel discussion with Thiedeman and local LGBT leaders about the post-Obergefell fight for equality in Arkansas. A reception in the lobby of the theater will follow with complimentary drinks and light appetizers. Out in Arkansas will be a daily online publication focused on the LGBT community in Arkansas. To donate or for more information, visit arktimes.com/outinark. LM
LANDLADY, BAD MATCH
9:30 p.m. White Water Tavern.
Adam Schatz is a New York-based concert promoter, founder of the jazz nonprofit Search & Restore and occasional saxophonist for the indie rock bands Vampire Weekend and Man Man. His own band, Landlady, shares some of Man Man's manic, carnivalesque energy. The group is known for its effusive live shows, which might feature two drummers or audience sing-alongs or cover the entirety of George Harrison's "All Things Must Pass." "Surprise is so important," Schatz told Paste Magazine recently. "You want to remind people that magic is possible, and it sounds kind of cheesy but I really believe it, and this is such an excellent way to engage that magic. You gain their trust within the song, and then you change it up. It all makes sense in the way that a listener didn't know it could make sense." Landlady is managed by (and releases music through) Hometapes, the Durham, N.C., record label run by Arkansas natives and Little Rock DIY/punk scene veterans Sara Padgett and Adam Heathcott, so this particular tour spot is a significant one. They'll share a bill at White Water with Bad Match, the great local super-group featuring members of Amasa Hines, SW/MM/NG, Collin vs. Adam and fronted by singer Sarah Stricklin. WS
9 p.m. Revolution. $20 adv., $25 day of.
A few months ago the great New Orleans rapper Juvenile turned 40, which got me thinking about the passage of time and about the two- or three-year period at the end of the last century during which New Orleans dominated the rap world, with Juvenile right at the front lines, a scout for the genre's strange Southern future. In those days, Juvenile, who was born Terius Gray, wore Phat Farm denim suits and drove a vibrant yellow Hummer. He was in his mid-20s, and was known for distributing money and tennis shoes around the New Orleans projects that had produced him. If you listened to rap, or listened to the radio, or owned a radio, Juvenile was on your radar, slurring his words over spacey, stuttering beats by Mannie Fresh. The songs: "Ha," "Back That Azz Up," "Follow Me Now." His market penetration was effective and total. The South had something to say, whether or not it was literally incomprehensible to the rest of the country. ("That's just the way we talk around here," he told a baffled interviewer from Spin Magazine.) "Juvenile can flip from any subject," Fresh once said of him. "He can go from Jesus to murder whenever he wants." But that was back in the day — before he was arrested for assaulting his barber, before Hurricane Katrina, before his 4-year-old daughter was shot and killed (along with her mother). As one of his colleagues in the Hot Boys once put it, "Gangstas don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami." WS
7:30 p.m. Walmart AMP. $31-$55.50.
We remember the 1980s Athens, Ga., music scene as a primarily post-punk phenomenon, a subculture of well-read freaks and art-damaged eccentrics. But the frat guys had to dance, too, and that's where Widespread Panic came in, offering an alternative to the city's official alternative — a good-vibes, jam-band remedy to the angular Athens cool. Their records were bad — even the fans thought so — but they borrowed a leaf from the Grateful Dead's playbook and went on tour forever, opening their arms to the desperate tape-traders and business majors and Allman Brothers super-fans and stoner guitar teachers of the world, who worshipped their endless heavenly groove. Throw a rock at a Panic show and you'll hit someone eager to lecture you about musical virtuosity, and they will likely be on mushrooms, and what's with the rock, bro? WS
HARRISON SCOTT KEY
4 p.m. Oxford American Annex. Free.
Harrison Scott Key is a contributing editor of the Little Rock-based Oxford American magazine, where for several years now he has been publishing travel dispatches and personal essays and eccentric missives on a wide range of subjects profound and personal and ridiculous. He chronicled a journey he took on a Greyhound bus, which "would take four days, with no stops for anything but gas and cigarettes and the occasional disemboweling of one passenger by another." He has written frequently about his childhood in Mississippi and his father, who taught him "how to fight and work and cheat and how to pray to Jesus about it, how to kill things with guns and knives and, if necessary, with hammers." He has written, most recently, about his relationship to his own name and the question — often raised — of whether or not he's related to Francis Scott Key. "Every name tells a story," he observed, "and sometimes the story is, 'My parents are idiots.' " His new book, "The World's Largest Man," is a memoir that promises to cover all of these topics and countless more, his most ambitious and entertaining and fully realized work to date. Key will read from the work Saturday afternoon at the annex, next door to South on Main. WS
9 p.m. Discovery Nightclub. $15.
As a preteen, there was no one more crush-worthy than Aaron Carter. The younger brother of the Backstreet Boys' Nick Carter, Aaron stole the heart of girls worldwide when he toured with the band in 1997 and 1998. With a string of hits, including "I Want Candy," "Aaron's Party," "Bounce" and "That's How I Beat Shaq," Carter took the pop charts by storm with his charm and sing-song raps. His music was catchy, his face was plastered on every teen magazine and preteen girl's wall and he made numerous appearances on Nickelodeon and the Disney Channel, where once he starred in an episode of "Lizzie McGuire." He even had his own action figure! Aaron Carter was a bona fide boy-band-superstar, minus the boy band. Fast forward 20 years and he's now an alumnus of "Dancing with the Stars" season 9, still dedicated to his fans and on his way to Little Rock. Carter will be performing all of his classic hits and hosting a dance contest at the '90s Throwback Party at Discovery Saturday night. One lucky person will even be selected to dance with "AC." General admission is $15 at the door and VIP tickets are $40 presale and include a meet and greet, autograph signing/photo in front of the stage. KH