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Xcel Energy Center
There are three ways people regard Canadian super-prog/metal legends Rush: There are the fanatics, the camp of Rush haters, and the middle ground of folks who know all the singles, but rarely stray beyond them. Wherever you stand, it's impossible to deny their influence on rock 'n' roll. Geddy Lee's almost-robotic falsetto is one of a kind, while the importance bestowed on Neil Peart by drummers everywhere has reached almost comedic proportions. Add in the smoking guitar of Alex Lifeson, and you have a powerful combination that melds philosophy, math, and classic-rock kinetics and has kept them filling arenas for decades. All this boils down to one question: Don't you have to see Rush in an arena when given the chance, at least once, especially when combined with the grandeur of the Xcel's acoustics? Haters, you can just zip it. $47.75-$89.75. 7:30 p.m. 175 W. Kellogg Blvd., St. Paul; 651.726.8240. —Jen Paulson
Turf Club
There's only one problem with the Small Cities's debut EP: It's four tracks long. The self-recorded, self-titled disc plays like a dream, with intricate pop structures reminiscent of a more moody Shins or slightly less moody Kid Dakota. Even the wavers in drummer David Osborn's voice seem perfectly timed to express a particular emotion: On closing track "I'm Gone," a slow-burning, blistering kiss-off, Osborn's delivery on the line "There's a whole in my heart where you stand" is painstakingly sincere. "What to do with the space in the bed, and everything that went unsaid?" The band responds in turn with echoing harmonies and a hair-raising crescendo that falls off into silence—the silence at the end of a disc that is too short and leaves the listener clamoring for more. The Small Cities celebrate the release of their EP with Black-Eyed Snakes, Mighty Fairly, and Fitzgerald. 21+. 9 p.m. 1601 University Ave., St. Paul; 651.647.0486. —Andrea Myers
Varsity Theater
A young woman who considers herself on the shy side, Alicia Wiley looks nowhere near timid when she's sitting behind her piano onstage. Combining a variety of soulful music genres, Wiley is an extremely talented jazz pianist with a voice that's both sexy and refreshing. Solo or with a band, jazz piano like Wiley's is best complemented by an attractive date and a martini of your liking. Hints of Fiona Apple or Tori Amos's voluptuous vocal tones mix with elated Norah Jones-style melodies, helping audience members sit back and breathe easy. Wiley's occasional salsa or Spanish-inspired songs are a stirring treat in between her bluesier repertoire, which can win over any ear in range. Wiley has three full-length albums to date and is currently recording her fourth, meaning there are plenty of gems to play. As she traditionally performs in jazz clubs around the city, the romantic atmosphere of the Varsity Theater will be that much more of a perfect setting in which to be swooned by Wiley's gorgeous creations. With Jistoray and 2wurds. 18+. $10. 8 p.m. 1308 Fourth St. SE, Minneapolis; 612.604.0222. —Amber Schadewald
Turf Club