The schtick's obvious enough to most of the three dozen people hanging out at the eclectic Eastside music shack, but for those who don't get it, things are getting heated. It's the kind of routine Andy Kaufman employed in the Seventies, when his writing partner Bob Zmuda would sit amongst the crowd saying his punchlines to drive the comedian into an apparent rage. He's a plant – a showbiz term for an associate of the performer working undercover in the audience. ![]() Being Dead Light" – the final three words worked into a graphic resembling a can of Busch Light. The loudmouth giving Keller and Dosier shit is wearing a gray T-shirt that reads "Zero Percent APR Is Just. "Let the other Cody play guitar!" he bellows, after someone in the crowd announces that he's also named Cody. Where Being Dead has fans, Zero Percent APR has an enemy. Instead, they've booked the show as their mysterious alter-ego, Zero Percent APR, which has released two lo-fi concept records in the last seven months. Juli Keller and Cody Dosier are onstage, but not under their usual banner of Being Dead – the lovably strange art-pop garage band that's become a modest attraction in Austin over the last four years. It's an early October night at the Sahara Lounge. There, at a cocktail table, a man sits alone except for the two cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon keeping him company. The voice – booming and deliberate – comes from the back of the bar. ![]() The band hasn't even finished sound checking and they're already being heckled.
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