The door bangs open, and Yo-Yo Ma blows into the hotel room with a cheerful, disarming grin and a loud "Ta-daa!" As an entrance, it is both worthy of a superstar and, in its self-aware over-the-topness, a commentary on the absurdity of being a superstar in the first place. Heeeeeere's Yo-Yo Ma, the postmodern virtuoso! Lugging his cello and dressed in formal attire for a just completed photo shoot--tight scheduling is one of the defining characteristics of his day-in, day-out existence--he takes off his jacket and asks the two journalists present, "Mind if I change?" Since no one will admit to...
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