Think of your girlfriend or boyfriend or whomever you want to.
Something went wrong. It was correct when I studied it.
That's the way Stravinsky was. Bup, bup, bup, bup. The poor guy's dead now. Play it legato.
Please follow me because I have to follow him and he isn't here.
Without him here, it is impossible to know how fast he will play it, approximately.
I'm conducting slowly because I don't know the tempo.