7:30 p.m., Robinson Center Music Hall. $20-$54.
You might have grown up dancing to Billy Joel songs, but not like this. “Movin' Out,” the hit Broadway musical, was conceived and choreographed by the dance legend Twyla Tharp, and uses Joel's songs to tell a dialogless story about five high school friends whose lives are torn apart by the Vietnam War. The show debuted on Broadway in 2002 and ran for three years. Joel and Tharp both won Tony Awards. After performances on Tuesday and Wednesday, tonight is your last chance to catch the show. JBR.
‘HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL: THE ICE TOUR'
7 p.m., Alltel Arena. $17-$50.
Surely, you saw this coming. The most insidious cultural phenomenon since, well, ever, had to come to ice. Not just because everything is better on ice (Disney golden aphorism number 143). No, this had to happen because it just makes sense. What is high school, after all, if not a skating rink? The cold sheen of popularity, the slicing blades of nonconformity, the pirouettes of love, the weird skin-colored spandex of awkwardness. Add some familiar song and (ice) dance that suggests your favorite scenes from “High School Musical” and “High School Musical 2” and you've got something special. So special, in fact, that you'll have six chances to catch the show. LM.
9 p.m., Salty Parrot. $10.
n After getting screwed over last month on a double booking, the best monthly local hip-hop event returns in a new venue and with a new theme. Last month's “The Dime featuring Spades and Dominoes Tournament” has morphed into the “Night Breeze Edition,” and while I was ready to own some folks at spades, drink specials on Sea Breeze and river winds will be just fine, too. Because, really, who cares about the theme with this line-up? As usual, rapper/organizer/all-around go-getter Epiphany anchors the night with his right-hand woman, sultry soul singer Gina Gee. Then there's the laid back but always lyrically barbed Goines, of Suga City; throwback favorite Rockst*r; arguably Little Rock's rap queen, Shea Marie, and a lot of other names that might not be as household, but still deserve attention, like Da Saw Squad, Lady Phat, DK & Soulja T, BMore Mike, JP, Mr. Gator and Cliquestars. LM.
9 p.m., White Water Tavern. $5.
Back in the early days of American Princes touring, they made pals with an Atlanta band called A Fir-Ju Well and brought them to town to play Vino's. They were great. A four-piece, the fellas alternated instruments often and played really fiery Kinks-style Brit Pop with some psych flourishes. Two years ago, they changed their name (too many people asked them how to pronounce A Fir-Ju Well) to Gringo Star. They've played here pretty steadily since, but until now, I always pegged them for a mariachi Beatles cover band or some novelty something to pass on. Don't repeat my mistake. On the heels of a forthcoming album produced by Ben H. Allen (Animal Collective, Gnarls Barkley, P. Diddy), they've given the Internet “All Y'all,” a garage-pop gem filled with steady handclaps, shimmering harmonies and enough general low-key infectiousness to lead one to believe that soon it might be hard not to know Gringo Star. The Reds, the local minimalist pop-rockers, could hold down this bill alone, and it'd still be essential listening. LM.
BLUES ON THE RIVER
2 p.m., North Shore Riverwalk Park, North Little Rock. $25 adv./$35 d.o.s.
I doubt there's much confusion here, but blues fans be warned: Blues on the River isn't likely to feature much 12-bar action. Instead, look for “grown folks” music, a genre that's usually fairly ribald and usually involves synthesizers. Theodis Ealey's “Stand Up in It” is the pinnacle of the movement as far as I'm concerned, though Big Robb, who's been known to mix food and sexual metaphors and sing through a vocoder, could make a claim with the weekend jam “I'm Ready to Party.” He headlines with Betty Padgett, Floyd Taylor, Omar Cunningham and Kenny Wayne. Tickets are available at Uncle T's Food Mart, Ugly Mike's Records, Next Day Wireless and, in North Little Rock, 101 Wireless. LM.
9 p.m., Pizza D'Action. $3.
Full disclosure: I'm friends with most of the guys in Western Meds. I hear them talk, not ironically, about jamming. Like, “We jammed really hard yesterday.” Or, “That was our best jam yet.” They record all their practice sessions. Their wives complain about the weird instruments they play. Their newest member is a video collagist. This is a band unabashedly indulging its inner geek. Somehow — a testament to the power of good musicians experimenting, maybe — their music is not wankery of the highest order. It's hypnotic and groove-oriented and compelling. Think: stoner music for beat junkies. The recent addition of local artist Cameron Holifield as the aforementioned video collagist helps, too. Last month he debuted far-out, pixilated psychedelia that you could sync with the beat if you squinted hard enough. This time, he'll rig the art to the music. All the kids with fancy homemade haircuts will be there. LM.
MESHUGGA KLEZMER BAND
8 p.m., Afterthought. $8.
And now for something completely different: It's the return of the Meshugga Klezmer Band, Central Arkansas's best (only?) klezmer act. For the uninitiated, klezmer is Jewish folk music. Rooted in Eastern Europe, the music often takes the cantorial style of a Jewish prayer, with instruments or vocalists mirroring crying or laughing sounds. It's woozy, lilting music that usually starts off contemplative and then builds into a dance-y tempo. See if you can keep yourself from head-bobbing. Formed in 1999, Meshugga has performed with the Arkansas Symphony Orchestra, for bar/bat mitzvahs, at weddings, Jewish food festivals and a number of local venues. The eight-piece features, in addition to the typical guitar, bass, drums and keyboard, a violin, clarinet, saxophone and accordion. When he's not holding tiny semi-trucks on billboards or smiling at you on the back of the phone book, attorney Peter Miller plays guitar in the band. LM.
CLASSICAL MYSTERY TOUR
8 p.m., Robinson Center Music Hall. $30-$80.
On first glance, the Classical Mystery Tour looks like an aberration. In full tribute-band spirit, the fake Fab Four anchoring the tour have enough Halloween costume similarities to the Beatles in 1964 that you can pick out who's who with relative ease, but beyond that blip of recognition, they look, like any grown person impersonating another, a little creepy. Particularly because they're clearly a decade a two older than the Beatles were in 1964 and their mop wigs look a bit off-kilter. Don't get too hung up on appearances. These aren't just any fake Beatles. They're former cast members of the Broadway hit “Bealtemania,” and they come to town not to do over-orchestrated covers, but to play Beatles music exactly as it was written. In some cases, that means using only a handful of the symphony, like on “Got to Get You Into My Life,” with two tenor saxes and three trumpets. Other times, like on the crescendo of “A Day in the Life,” most of the ASO will join in. Anticipate selections from the post-Beatles solo years, too. LM.