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on each button. Out here is where the handshakes happen, where the real business gets started, so when hespots Joanna about to shove past the cameras and make for the revolving door, he gives the reins a tug."Sing for them," he says, and Joanna, 24 years old and only a few years removed from writing music to gowith her high school poetry, obeys.She sings, just as she did in her audition moments ago, but this time the collective "Wow" hangs in the airlong after the crowd has finished congratulating her. The same song that drew a rejection from the network judges has earned her five more auditions and a modeling interview. It took a little coaxing from Ken, butthis, of course, is what Joanna lives for.BIRDS AND BEASTSWhat follows is the story of an oxpecker bird and a rhinoceros. Somewhere in Africa right now, one of theseyellow-billed songbirds is perched high on the back of a rhino, and as they lumber across the savannahtogether, each is thankful to have the other around. The oxpecker gobbles up the little ticks and insect eggs itfinds along the enormous hide. The rhinoceros stays healthy, and the bird stays well-fed.At its best, the manager-artist relationship operates on the same dynamic: mutualism. The manager watchesout for his client, keeps trouble away and, as a reward, takes a fraction of what the artist accumulates. Whatdevelops is a deeply personal business relationship, almost as much about trust as about money. The artistneeds the manager, and the manager needs the artist, and though they can piggyback their way into theglowing spotlight together, they can just as quickly turn brutally against each other. "They want the fame,"says another manager, Johnny "Smoke" Robinson, "but me personally, I just want the fortune."Joanna and Ken met eight months ago, and already such a symbiotic relationship has taken shape. Betweenthese two, no money is involved yet. He doesn't have her under contract, but this is clearly not a friendshipbecause every day, both wonder whether they would be better off without the other. Ken cares how Joannais feeling, and Joanna hopes business is going great for Ken, but only because a good day for one is a goodday for the other.CAN'T TOUCH THIS"I feel pretty good for a Monday," Ken tells me as we walk down the steps of his apartment building inChicago's Gold Coast neighborhood. It's no great mystery why. He is the noisiest of all songbirds, aprofessional talker, and I have spent the past few hours asking him to tell the world what Ken Robinson hasdone with his 36 years on the planet. He rambles freely, moving from one topic to the next, completely atease as he revisits his childhood and his early career, drumming his fingers against his freshly shaven headand stroking his close-cropped goatee. A black man, dressed in all black -- coat, jeans, leather boots andscarf -- he takes his time across Dearborn Street, interrupting himself to shout hellos at the neighbors herecognizes, and I wonder if he ever just forgets to breathe.Of course I know how to get to the El station. I had walked from the train to his apartment building earlierthis morning -- but Ken insists on walking with me, making sure I get there safely. From the first time wespoke, he has also insisted on finding me a job. "I'll pull some strings over (at the Chicago Tribune), see if we can't do something for you," he promises. More than once during our interview, he compliments myprofessional mannerism and my posture, and I realize that as much as I throw the spotlight in Ken's face, he's judging me right back. This is Ken's nature, though, always looking to take young idealists under his wingand help them get started, because he knows they will remember who did them the favors early on.Wherever he goes, he keeps one eye out for business possibilities. "I live my job," he says, "and my job livesme." So man and business are inseparable.Born in Tampa, Fla., Ken earned a marketing and management degree from Tulane University in 1988 andworked his way through college with one of the greatest tests of a man's persuasive powers imaginable:selling subscriptions over the phone for USA Today. In 1990, Ken broke into the entertainment business asone of M.C. Hammer's back-up dancers after meeting the hip-hop icon backstage at a show. He spent thenext two years touring the country until he decided to settle down, though he still had the itch to work in themusic business."Once you're behind-stage, or even onstage, you'll never want to go to a concert again and sit in the
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