The outdoor-music season has just begun, but the biggest piece of local-concert news involves an indoor show. Justin Timberlake -- a.k.a., the boy-band dude that it's cool for everyone to like (because, really, what's not to like?) -- will play Raleigh's PNC Arena on Nov. 13 on his "20/20 Experience" tour.

The pre-sale begins Tuesday, with the regular public on-sale date set for next Monday, May 13.

Want to see more from one of Timberlake's concerts? Here's a photo gallery from his performance Sunday in New York.

Hart of Dixie (8pm, CW) - The townsfolk perform scenes from Shakespeare, and George and Zoe reluctantly agree to portray Romeo and Juliet.

In Performance at the White House: Memphis Soul (8pm, UNC-TV) - A celebration of the Memphis soul music of the mid- to late-1960s. Performers include Alabama Shakes, William Bell, Steve Cropper, Ben Harper, Queen Latifah, Mavis Staples and Justin Timberlake. Sam Moore and Joshua Ledet are shown here performing "Soul Man" for the President and First Lady.

The Central Park Five (9pm, UNC-TV) - This acclaimed documentary by Sarah Burns examines a 1989 case in which five black and Latino teens were convicted of raping a Central Park jogger before the true perpetrator admitted to the crime.

Real Sports with Bryant Gumbel (10pm, HBO) - Segments include a look at the role of soccer fans in Egypt's revolution and a chat with Miami Marlins president David Samson. Also, an interview with Christmas Abbott, the first woman to work on a NASCAR pit crew.

Golden Boy (10pm, CBS) - The team search for the killer of a priest, an investigation that leads them to suspect a criminal informant from a previous case is responsible for this murder. Elsewhere, Agnes is determined to find her missing mom.

Body of Proof (10pm, ABC) - A fund manager on trial for defrauding a billion dollars is kidnapped as he is leaving court, despite being surrounded by security, and during the escape, a protester is killed by the getaway vehicle. Later, video surfaces of the captive being murdered, but there are questions about whether he is really dead.

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AUSTIN, Texas -- From a distance, South By Southwest looks like a seething mass (or mess) of cacophony, with thousands of bands playing and tens of thousands of people rushing around. But there are still plenty of quiet and incredibly pleasant little pockets to it. The trick, however, is that they're off the grid and you have to Know Someone.

This is my 26th (!) SXSW, so yeah, I know a few people by now. And so it was that I got to tag along to a private mid-day party Friday at a palatial house dubbed "The Castle," which was actually an old stone church. It had been converted into a fascinatingly odd dwelling that seemed equal parts salon and art gallery with fine artwork and deer antlers on the wall. Just being there was a treat, even if I never got over feeling very out-of-place. I wondered if any of the other 50 or so attendees felt the same way.

The occasion was singer-songwriter Patty Griffin showing off a few songs from her new album American Kid, and they all passed the "memory test" of being memorable enough to linger afterward. She played solo, jingle-jangle guitar plus stomping foot and deeply emotive singing. The cool thing about seeing people play unadorned and up-close like this is you really do appreciate just how good they are. Griffin has one of those voices that just pierces, every quaver translating into a shiver once it hits you. It was a pretty stunning display.

Elsewhere Friday, I saw Griffin's sometime singing partner Emmylou Harris with Rodney Crowell (coming to DPAC March 30 with Richard Thompson); preppy Afrobeat band Vampire Weekend; the very fine Los Angeles band Dawes (opening for Bob Dylan in Raleigh in May, word to the wise); and Divine Fits, the new local Austin supergroup led by Britt Daniel from Spoon. There was also platinum punk-pop band Green Day, playing one of the cattle-call "Big Shows" that have become a SXSW staple in recent years (Prince and Justin Timberlake are two of this year's other big names).

Green Day was fun as always, but my favorite part of it was actually before they even started playing. The pre-show selection right before that was Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody," which turned into a "Wayne's World" re-enactment with the audience howling along every word. That segued into the Ramones' "Blitzkrieg Bop," and everybody kept right on bouncing. Then the lights went down, Ennio Morricone's "The Good, The Bad and the Ugly" theme went up, the band came out and everybody went nuts. Good, stupid fun.

Nevertheless, for all the glitz of the big-name stuff and VIP parties, the heart of SXSW remains the young hopefuls who come from all over the world hoping to be heard. Friday afternoon, I wandered into another off-the-grid club called Firehouse Lounge, where a British punk band called Young Guns was expending an arena's worth of energy to play for maybe a dozen people. Most of the audience consisted of other bands and the club's bartenders, but it didn't matter.

"We traveled 5,000 miles to be here and whether we play for 10 people or 10,000, we're gonna have a good time," declared the band's frontman with absolutely winning, charming earnestness. "South By Southwest is a new thing and we are very, very happy to be here!"

Next song, the bartender nodded along in approval as the band bashed away. The music industry and the rest of the world may be falling apart, but the dream lives on. How can anyone not love this?

AUSTIN, Texas -- Last year, after Bruce Springsteen gave a South By Southwest keynote speech for the ages, I remember pitying whoever had the unenviable task of following that. But it turned out I needn't have worried. For 2013, the SXSW braintrust put the keynote into the capable hands of Dave Grohl.

The Nirvana drummer and Foo Fighters main man is a decent songwriter, an incredible drummer and by most accounts a thoroughly decent chap. And like Springsteen, he's also a music fan who has never forgotten what it's like to be outside looking in -- and to want something so bad it drives you almost insane. Grohl got the brass ring with Nirvana, and it is to his immense credit that he understands and appreciates just what a charmed career he has had.

After some preliminary music by Black Violin (a pretty amazing young group combining jumped-up rock and flowing beats with violin and cello -- wow), Grohl ambled out to greet the crowd, donning reading glasses as he fretted that he hoped he "still looked like a rock star." That set the tone for an entertaining and self-effacing spiel in which Grohl traced his career from his early Road-to-Damascus experience via the 1973 Edgar Winter instrumental hit "Frankenstein" -- which Grohl performed a capella, Bobby McFerrin-style, quite capably. He also told some tales about his old punk-rock days, evoking the joy of the do-it-yourself life: "There was no right and there was no wrong because it was all mine."

That was an inspiring thought to carry outside into the beautiful Austin sunshine. Thursday was the kind of bucolic spring day that suckers people into moving here, which they regret once the scorching heat of August kicks in. But Thursday was perfect weather for finding a good spot to sit outdoors and listen to music.

Emphasis there on "sit," as in don't move around unless you have to. South By Southwest has become almost unmanageably huge nowadays, drawing throngs of people numbering in the tens of thousands, many of them credential-less kids on spring break. It's just about impossible to scurry around and see everything you'd want to -- or anything at all, sometimes. Pretty much the entire city was gridlocked Wednesday night, and I had a frustrating evening in which I spent a lot more time standing in lines that weren't moving than actually seeing bands.

Thursday had to be better, and it was. Following Grohl's keynote, I staked out a comfortable outdoor spot at the Threadgill's beer garden and took in some old favorites including John Hiatt, a cat who has truly turned into the cool old blues troubadour he always wanted to be; Buddy Miller and Jim Lauderdale, two fine journeyman enjoying late-career surges (among Miller's recent production credits is the Grammy-nominated "Leaving Eden" by Triangle stringband Carolina Chocolate Drops); and Richard Thompson, who never ceases to astonish. Thompson played magical guitar that somehow evoked everything from bagpipes on a misty morn' to divebombing Stukas.

Later on indoors, I caught another old favorite, Austin's own True Believers. SXSW has gotten so huge that every available space gets turned into a music venue, including some that shouldn't. The Believers played in a bike shop owned by Lance Armstrong, an odd and acoustically atrocious venue made even odder by all the pictures of the disgraced bike-racing icon on the walls. Nevertheless, the Believers just flat blew the roof off the joint with a blast of '80s glam-punk that has aged supremely well. It was the first time I'd seen them since...1994. I am delighted to report that they've not lost a step.

Another post-sundown highlight was Hiss Golden Messenger, working handle of Chapel Hill's M.C. Taylor, who played solo acoustic in a downtown Austin church and joked that he just doesn't play anything more uptempo than an amble. But his lyrical sentiments are just lacerating ("Heaven is the cruelest of 'em all" being just one"), sung in a plainspoken and quiet voice over exquisite acoustic guitar. It's difficult to describe what it is that makes him so affecting. He just is. There's a new album coming and it's great. More later.

This weekend will bring lots more March madness, including some possible opportunities to see a few big-name party-crashers who were announced at the last minute: Prince, Green Day and Justin Timberlake. The marketing goes on. But there's more magic in SXSW's smaller moments, like Hiss Golden Messenger playing for a few dozen attentive folks in a church.

Another awesome medley from Jimmy Fallon, Justin Timberlake, and The Roots.

Chase (8pm, NBC) - Annie lets the team in on troubling details about her past when they take on a case that involves putting the life of her estranged father in danger. I feel like this (canceled) show will never end.

It's Me or the Dog (8pm, Animal Planet) - Victoria helps clam three hyper dogs that have caused strife between their owners. In this show's companion piece, "My Cat From Hell" (9pm), a couple are surprised to discover that the cat they're fostering is feral, and another pair deal with a cat that has extreme mood changes.

River Monsters (9pm, Discovery) - In the Australian Outback, Jeremy attempts to catch the endangered freshwater sawfish, which is said to attack boats.

Sinbad and the Minotaur (9pm, Syfy) - Sinbad (Manu Bennett) must steal a relic from a sorcerer before leading his crew in search of treasure on an island inhabited by a minotaur.

Saturday Night Live (11:29, NBC) - For the show's season finale, Justin Timberlake is the host and the music guest is Lady Gaga. Timberlake has hosted SNL four times and this will be Gaga's second appearance. When Gaga was on the show in October 2009 (with host Ryan Reynolds), she took part in several sketches. She is pictured here with Andy Samberg.

This is great -- from last night's "Late Night with Jimmy Fallon."

ABC's critically acclaimed (and criminally cancelled) "Pushing Daisies" won three awards this weekend at the Creative Arts Emmy Awards. Figures.

Also, Tina Fey won an award for her portrayal of former Governor Sarah Palin on "Saturday Night Live," and Justin Timberlake was the first SNL host to win a guest actor in a comedy series award.

The show's host, Kathy Griffin, who has nicknamed the event "The Schmemmies," was nominated for her Bravo reality show, "My Life on the D-List." Griffin has won in this category for the past two years, but lost out this time to A&E's "Intervention."

Other big winners came from HBO, PBS, and NBC. You can read more about the full list of winners, and Griffin's over-the-top hosting shenanigans. 

The show will air on E! on September 18.

Alesana's next album probably won't emerge until 2010, but the Raleigh screamo band still just notched a pretty impressive chart milestone. Alesana's shock-value cover of Justin Timberlake's "What Goes Around... Comes Around" apears in the album-opening pole position of a new compilation called "Punk Goes Pop Volume Two" (Fearless Records), which debuts at No. 15 on the Billboard 200 this week -- 81 notches higher than Alesana appeared with its own most recent album. The band's next local show is April 29 at Cat's Cradle.

Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, NBC, 12:35 am 

We've said au revoir to Conan and now it's time to welcome former SNL star Jimmy Fallon back to late night. Fallon admits to being "nervous but excited" about his new gig, and has already been warming up with some amusing webisodes. But the real test begins tonight.

And get ready for some massive over-analyzing starting around 12:36. . . .