Like Nick Lowe, Don Dixon loves rock ‘n’ roll as a cultural expose: his music revels in, mocks, and genuinely celebrates the teen-associated romances and not-so-teenage sexploits (love that word) that make up the form’s colloquial vocabulary. This all comes off rather secondhand, of course, but in these post-fill-in-the-blank days, what doesn’t? Though I haven’t heard his latest album, 1985’s Most of the Girls Like to Dance but Only Some of the Boys Like To (Enigma) is almost as good as Lowe’s late 70s output: the tunes are excellent pure pop for now people; the lyrics are varied and assured and familiar in an often surprising way (“You’re a big girl now / No more flashing that fake ID”); and the singing is so easy and yet so committed (he oversings with both a sense of humor and genuine excitement) that it suggests he’d be worth seeing even in the most complacent of venues. Tuesday, 7:30 PM, Park West, 3 22 W. Armitage; 929-5959.