Chuck Haralson and Ken Smith were inducted into the Arkansas Tourism Hall of Fame during the 43rd annual Governor’s Conference on Tourism
9 p.m., Revolution Room. $10.
It’s a phenomenon — all-female cover bands playing blustery, often misogynistic, cock rock. There’s AC/DShe, Cheap Chick, Iron Maidens, the Ms. Fits and the Ramonas. And of course there’s Lez Zeppelin, a group of four women who foster an air of ambiguous sexuality (though they’ll admit that they picked the name strictly because it sounds cool) and who play, apparently pretty well, the biggest rock songs ever made. The feminist appeal of women appropriating dude rock is pretty obvious. And it’s not surprising that guys swoon at ladies playing big riffs and extended drum solos, but in an article in Spin a couple years back, Steph Payne, who plays the Jimmy Page role, offered a more provocative idea about the band’s appeal. “My theory is that there were a lot of guys … who were sexually turned on by Led Zeppelin, because Page and Plant were f***ing beautiful. They were thin, they had long, flowing hair — they looked like girls. My theory is that a lot of male Zeppelin fans really did want to sleep with Led Zeppelin. So those guys love the fact that we’re girls, because they can watch us play those songs and still feel normal.”
Well then. Who’s up for a gender-confused night of rawk?
9 p.m., Cajun’s Wharf. $5.
Shannon Boshears, longtime vet of local stages, got a bump last year from “Come Early Morning,” Joey Lauren Adams’ film set in North Little Rock. Her song “If Anybody Asks (You Callin’)” was featured prominently on the film’s soundtrack. Since the DVD of the film came out, Boshears says she’s gotten invites from churches all across the country to play the “gospel” song. Gospel might factor in to Boshears’ decidedly Southern material, but so do the more profane Southern genres of blues and rock ’n’ roll. In “I Am the Blues,” off her debut album “chicksinger” (2001), she sang, “I spent 15 years in Parchman for practicin’ voodoo/I mixed the goober dust up with the elephant tusk and I got the John De Conquer Root.” Last month, she went in to the studio to record a new album, which she’s tentatively calling “Black Mascara.” So look for her to try out some new tracks.
LOUIS JORDAN TRIBUTE
7:30 p.m., Cornerstone Pub. $6.
Louis Jordan might give Johnny Cash a run for his money as the seminal musician to come from Arkansas. Jordan, a Brinkley native, laid the foundation for R&B and chiefly influenced rock and soul giants like Chuck Berry, James Brown and Ray Charles. He scored hits with “Caldonia Boogie,” “Is You Is or Is You Ain’t My Baby” and “Beans and Cornbread,” all of which you’ve heard, on movies and commercials, even if you don’t know it. “Arkansongs” host Stephen Koch started the Louis Jordan Tribute in 1997 to raise money to create a memorial honoring Jordan in Brinkley. Every year, he assembles a line-up of sympathetic local musicians to play the tribute. Local alt-country-tinged rockers the Munks headline this year. The band will be fresh off its West Coast tour supporting Jason Morphew. Also on the bill: Brinkley native Larry Freeman performing as Louis Jordan; the Nasty Abbotts, an infectiously deranged rock band composed largely of the Abbott brothers of Cabot; college roots-rockers the Honkies; and Koch’s band, Low Profile. Vintage Jordan films will also be screened.
8 p.m., Timberwood Amphitheatre, Magic Springs & Crystal Falls. Park admission.
Raised in Foreman, Tracy Lawrence returns to Arkansas for a concert as part of Magic Springs & Crystal Falls’ summer series at the theme park’s Timberwood Amphitheatre. An award-winning singer-songwriter, Lawrence is riding high on the country music charts for his song “Find Out Who Your Friends Are,” which is currently ranked No. 2 on the Billboard Hot Country list. His other hits include “Sticks and Stones,” “Alibis” and “If the Good Die Young,” all of which you can hope to hear on Saturday. The concert is free with a general admission ticket. Regular single-day admission is $44.99 for adults and $34.99 for children 2 years of age and older. Reserved seats at the concert are an additional $5. This year’s Magic Springs & Crystal Falls summer series also includes performances by Creedence Clearwater Revisited, Blues Traveler, Jo Dee Messina and John Kay & Steppenwolf.
8:30 p.m., the Village. $25-$30.
In the late ’90s, there wasn’t anyone bigger in rap than Yonkers MC DMX. With a raw, guttural bark, always echoed with yelps of “what!” DMX (Dark Man X) rapped often about dogs, but even more about the thin line between the sacred and the profane. In 1998, that combination was the antidote to the jiggy rap of the day. Over the course of two years, DMX released three albums, all of which went at least triple platinum (a fourth debuted at No. 1 on the charts). That he’ll be in Little Rock for a club gig is a testament to just how troubled the last few years have been for the rapper. He’s defended himself in a paternity case by claiming that he was raped. He’s had dozens of run-ins with the law, most bizarrely in 2004, when he posed as an undercover FBI agent and crashed his SUV through a security gate at JFK Airport. And he starred in the BET reality show “Soul of a Man,” where he always looked harried, never showed up anywhere on time and got really, really excited when he came across Bazooka gum. His craziness is our gain. Last year, he released “Year of the Dog … Again,” an album as compelling as anything from his early years. “Da Dog Days of Summer” tour finds him supported by a full band. Little Rock’s own mad rapper, 607, opens the show.
7 p.m., Clear Channel Metroplex. $19.
Promoting last month’s re-release of last year’s “The Paramour Sessions,” Papa Roach will play the Clear Channel Metroplex on Monday night. The four-piece alt-rock band has been on the scene since 2000 when they put out their debut album, “Infest,” featuring the hugely successful single “Last Resort” (“Cut my life into pieces/this is my last resort”). On this newish album, which has sold a disappointing 250,000 copies, they seem to be going for epic-hard-rock-meets-sing-along pop punk. Lead singer Jacoby Shaddix says it’s “not heavy shit just for the sake of having heavy shit, but heavy shit that you can sing along with because it’s got a pop sensibility.” All right. Since the album’s release, they’ve been plugging “Forever,” the band’s highest charting single since 2004’s “Scars.”
7:30 p.m, Riverfest Amphitheatre. $32
Even with temperatures in the 90s, it just wouldn’t feel like summer in Little Rock without a Widespread Panic show at the Riverfest Amphitheatre. The Southern rock jam band from Athens, Ga., has been touring non-stop for two decades and tends to stop here often to play before packed crowds. The band, which formed in the late ’80s while its founding members were attending the University of Georgia, is currently fronted by singer/guitarist John Bell, lead guitarist Jimmy Herring, bassist Dave Schools, drummer Todd Nance, percussionist Domingo Ortiz and keyboardist John Hermann. Playing as many as 250 shows a year, the band has ranked among the top 50 grossing touring acts for eight years straight. Through extensive touring, they’ve picked up a large (and growing) following without much mainstream radio play or many TV appearances or in-store promos. They’ve released dozens of studio albums, live albums and DVDs. Their latest, “Choice Cuts: The Capricorn Years 1991-1999,” a collection of their best work on Capricorn Records, is out now on Legacy Recordings. Tickets to Tuesday night’s show are available through Ticketmaster by phone at 975-7575 or online at www.ticketmaster.com.
7 p.m, Vino’s. $15.
It’s time you got to know Hank III. Says the man himself: “Well I ain’t the best, I ain’t the worst.” Born and bred in a country music family, Hank III got his start playing drums in punk rock bands. While the first album to which his name was attached paired his songs together with those of his grandfather, Hank Williams Sr., and father, Hank Williams Jr., mainstream country wasn’t his thing. Over the next decade he went out on his own making his kind of music — stuff that’s been called thrash-rock-cowpunk-hellbilly-metalcore country. To promote his latest album, 2006’s “Straight to Hell,” he’s on a summer tour that includes a stop in Little Rock. Typically he plays three sets: a more conventional country set followed by a rowdy hellbilly set, and then a set as Assjack, his punk rock side project for which singer Gary Lindsey takes the stage and bassist Joe Buck, a riot in his own right, switches from upright to electric bass. Hank and his gang of miscreants play on Tuesday night at Vino’s.
Sundown, Riverfest Ampitheatre. Free.
Will Ferrell might be the funniest man in showbiz, but his movies are always uneven, filled with scattered hilarity for sure, but with enough sub-fart-joke gags and gaping plot holes to make you tear out your hair. Still, “Anchorman” offers a low enough ratio of frustrating moments to comic gold that it’s easily Ferrell’s crowning work. It follows the exploits of Ron Burgundy, a chauvinistic TV news anchorman in ’70s San Diego, whose domain is challenged when aspiring newswoman Veronica Corningstone (Christina Applegate) joins the staff. As Burgundy, Ferrell is deeply dumb and supremely cocky. The movie is endlessly quotable. Ferrell’s best line: “Veronica and I are trying this new fad called uh, jogging. I believe it’s jogging or yogging. It might be a soft ‘j’ ... I’m not sure, but apparently you just run ... for an extended period of time. It’s supposed to be wild.” Paul Rudd and Steve Carrell (pre-huge fame) give inspired turns as co-anchors Brian Fantana and Brick Tamblin.