Dummy, out of Los Angeles, embodies irresolvable contradiction, managing like Schrodinger’s Band to play pogo-happy punk rock songs that are also kosmiche “Astronomy Domini”-esque LSD dreams. It’s not that they alternate between these two things, but manage to be both at once. That bifurcation was noted in our 2021 Year in Review, saying that “Dummy may look like a scrappy, punch-drunk Stereolab or a blissed out, mantra-hypnotized Wire, depending on which way you squint at them, but they’re wonderful either way.”