Even when you are not playing you are holding me back.
At every concert I've sensed a certain insecurity about the tempo. It's clearly marked 80...uh, 69.
Don't ever follow me, because I am difficult.
That's the way Stravinsky was. Bup, bup, bup, bup. The poor guy's dead now. Play it legato.
I know this music from memory, not from the music.
I was trying to help you, so I was beating wrong.