We do not know when he is coming. He is coming tomorrow.
Don't think you are looking at me because you are not.
That's the way it was every time I studied it.
That's the way Stravinsky was. Bup, bup, bup, bup. The poor guy's dead now. Play it legato.
It has no rhythm, but it will because it's so much faster.
Even when you are not playing you are holding me back.