The guy getting the round of applause for tuning the sitar reminds of somebody's reminiscences of watching Jelly Roll Morton taking off his flash overcoat, folding it so the fancy lining was displayed to its best advantage, and putting it neatly on top of the piano. A masterpiece of showmanship, and a great start to the evening's entertainment. Sorry, nothing to do with the fear of imperfection, but I like the story.