9 p.m., Juanita's. $10 adv., $12 d.o.s.
Sensitive woolyboogers, this group. Cadillac Sky is all beards, Rascal Flatts harmonies and bluegrass soundscapes, with a healthy dollop of mom-approved ganache. With its third album, the new “Letters in the Deep” (produced by The Black Keys' Dan Auerbach), the band's elbowing for space in an already crowded room that's hogged up by the massively gifted Nickel Creek. Like its competition, Cadillac Sky enjoys taking a stab or two at covering other bands. Take their cover of Death Cab For Cutie's “I Will Follow You Into the Dark.” If Gibbard and Co.'s original wasn't treacly enough for you, Cadillac Sky made sure to slap an extra layer of jaw-jutting, brow-folding earnestness on top. Now, this isn't to say they're without serious chops. It's just that they bring serious seriousness, too. JT.
MIX MASTER MIKE
8:30 p.m., The Village. $20 adv., $25 door.
As much as Rick Rubin (or maybe even MCA, Ad Rock, or Mike D individually), Mix Master Mike is the man responsible for a bulk of the defining aesthetics of the Beastie Boys. As their resident DJ since “Hello Nasty” in 1998, he's effectively acted as the Billy Preston to their Beatles. More broadly, he's the Jimi Hendrix of turntablism. A godfather of the “turntable as instrument” movement, not only is he the inventor of a handful of scratches that are now commonplace, he's still, at 40 years old, not only a man to be respected, but a force to be reckoned with. Of the times I've seen the Beasties, the MCs wowed, but M.M. Mike straight up put people in awe. If he can set Madison Square Garden alight on a regular basis, imagine what he's going to do to the old Cinema 150. JT.
9 p.m., Sticky Fingerz. $7.
Before serving time as lead guitarist of Beanland, Kudzu Kings and jam band grand poobahs, Widespread Panic, Mississippi musician George McConnell underwent an intensive, complete immersion course in the ways of the world starting as a 10-year-old, working on the back of a Falstaff truck whose route pinballed back and forth from juke joints to pool halls across the Mississippi Delta. Now, McConnell is delving into the world of solo performance and bringing his brand of airy blues-folk to Sticky's for an evening of bouncy noodling that'll surely be greeted with much spinning and wobbling of shoulders. Fayetteville's Charliehorse opens. JT
8 p.m., Capitol Keyboard. $15-$25.
Self-described as “Swedish farm jazz,” Carnegie Hall performer and “A Prairie Home Companion” regular Inga Swearingen makes a rare stop in Little Rock courtesy of the Arkansas Jazz Heritage Foundation. Having recently released her third album, “First Rain,” the jazz vocalist has found a niche in rebranding old standards (and a Beatles song or two) with rural jazz and bossa nova sounds. Swearingen will be accompanied by an all-local backing band consisting of guitarist Les Pack, bassist Joe Vick and percussionist Dave Rogers. And for those who really adore her, she'll be in Russellville Saturday night, performing with the Arkansas Tech University jazz band. JT.
ARKANSAS CHAMBER SINGERS
7:30 p.m., St. James United Methodist Church. $10-$18.
If you prefer your classical pieces dense and grave, you're probably familiar with Cherubini's “Requiem in C minor.” Written for the anniversary of Louis XVI's execution, the seven-movement requiem mass contains some of the most majestic, imposing and recognizable moments in the history of choral pieces. Joined by members of the Arkansas Symphony Orchestra, the Arkansas Chamber singers (under the direction of John Erwin) perform the piece alongside Mendelssohn's famous setting of “Psalm 42” for their spring concert. JT.
7:30 p.m., Reynolds Center Performance Hall, UCA. $30-$32.
UCA sets the stage for a one-night-only engagement of the celebrated, oft-revived musical “Cabaret.” Set on a backdrop of the Weimar Republic in the early '30s, the racy play revolves around performers at a Berlin nightspot, the Kit Kat Klub, an American writer and the growing political unrest around them. The play won a “Best Musical” Tony (one of 12 total) during the play's initial run in 1966, was adapted by Bob Fosse into a now-classic film, and enjoyed a long, illustrious run during its Sam Mendes/Rob Marshall co-directed 1998 revival. UCA will host Windwood Productions, a NYC-based touring company, for the performance. Curtain is at 7:30 p.m. JT.
‘FERDINAND THE BULL'
7 p.m., Children's Theatre, Arkansas Arts Center. $11-$14.
You know Ferdinand. He's the anthropomorphic bon vivant and antisocial layabout who found himself in a gnarly case of mistaken identity. On Friday, the Children's Theatre begins a three-weekend run of the play based on the classic Munro Leaf children's book that introduced the lovable bull to the world at large. Parents, this could be a nice treat for your kid; teachers, this could be a nice way to get out of your classroom for a spell; regular readers, did you know the original story was banned in Spain and burned as propaganda in Nazi Germany for the pacifist overtones? The play continues through March 21, with performances at 7 p.m. Friday, 3 p.m. Saturday and 2 p.m. Sunday. JT.
7 p.m., Verizon Arena. $81.25-$91.25
Just to put this pair in a non-country context: With 68.5 million records certified sold by the RIAA, George Strait's just a million records shy of selling more than Michael Jackson. And even though she's almost 20 million behind Strait, McEntire can boast more sales than Prince, Simon & Garfunkel and Dylan. So, until Garth Brooks returns to the circuit, it's safe to say that Strait and McEntire are by far the most decorated country stars touring. Their concert, unlike most shows at Verizon Arena, will be staged “in the round,” with a diamond stage in the middle, facing an audience on every side. Giant video screens should keep everyone front-side focused throughout. Multiple Grammy and Academy of Country Music Award winner Lee Ann Womack opens, likely with a preview of her forthcoming seventh album. LM.
8:30 p.m., The Village. $10 adv., $12 d.o.s.
Named after a particular strain of pot that “makes your face feel like it got in a wreck with a train” (stoners, please write a letter to the editor explaining how this is desirable), Trainwreck postures itself as the Ennio Morricone of CB radio movies. One part Steel Panther, one part C.W. McCall, the band is most recognizable as the side project of Tenacious D's Kyle Gass. You probably have the gist by now, so I'll use up the rest of this space to print the band members' names: Klip Calhoun, Daryl Lee Donald, John Bartholomew Shredman, Boy Johnny and Dallas St. Bernard. If that passed your giggle test, we suggest you check it out. JT.
9 p.m., Sticky Fingerz. $10.
While they're a three-piece from San Jose, there's no use in pretending that the critically-fawned over Xiu Xiu is anything other than the brainchild of Jamie Stewart, the brilliant avant-pop experimentalist who orchestrates the band's challenging sound: confrontational and oft-disturbing but inexplicably revisitable. And they're prolific, to boot. In eight years, they've released nine albums of David Lynchian arrangements draped upon intense, jostling and auteurian vocals. Ever confrontational, their album titles include “Knife Play,” “Fag Patrol” (Stewart is a bit of a gay icon) and their newest, “Dear God, I Hate Myself.” It's been a while since Little Rock has seen an outfit this severe and uncommercial playing outside of house shows, so if you're not attending as a fan, attend for the spectacle. Girl in a Coma and Noveller provide support. JT.