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SAY YEAH: Here’s a test: Name one Def Leppard hit that isn’t conducive to pumping your fist. I’ll save you the trouble: “Hysteria.” (Such a magical mysteria!) Every other song in the British pop-metal band’s repertoire—“Animal,” “Rock of Ages,” “Bringin’ on the Heartbreak”—is an unsophisticated, crowd-pleasing, fist-pump-ready anthem for our times. Seriously, the word “mindless” is an insult when applied to everything but Def Leppard songs. You can reap this brainless bounty when Def Leppard plays Red Rock Resort on June 23 ($31-$164). And Poison opens the show! Holy crap! Just keep in mind that “balls out” is just a turn of phrase.

WE THREE KINGS: Years ago I saw Steely Dan at The Joint. Halfway through the show, singer Donald Fagen said something to the effect of “We’re going to dig into the barrel of the 1970s and scrape the bottom.” The Dukes of September Rhythm Revue, a supergroup featuring Fagen, the Doobie Brothers’ Michael McDonald and Boz Scaggs, is the living embodiment of that bottom-scrape. They haves a billion Me Decade hits between them, from “Reelin’ in the Years” to “”What a Fool Believes” to “Lowdown”—and if the set lists from the Dukes’ 2010 tour is any indication, you’ll get all those songs when the Dukes play The Joint on June 24 ($36-$91), along with a bunch of expertly performed classic R&B covers. Should be kind of awesome, actually.

NOW ON SALE: Oh, the summertime rolls. It rolls on toward a Sept. 7 poolside concert at the Cosmopolitan by Jane’s Addiction ($65), and there’s nothing we can do about it … except for maybe listening to the band’s 2011 album The Great Escape Artist, whose songs will probably comprise a good portion of the show, no matter how much we wish they’d stick to playing just the good, old shit from their first two albums.

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