I've only cried at shows a couple of times, but the one time outside of Company that it was actually
because of the show is really embarassing. The second time I saw AIDA, I cried from Enchantment Passing Through to the end because I was like "no, they're going to die!!!" (I know, that's so lame!) I cried when it closed, and at Sweeney's final performance, but those tears were rooted in outside sentimentality, not the stories themselves.
Seeing him perform Being Alive for the first time in eight months when the show went into previews is one of my favorite memories, though -- my heart was racing so heavily that I could hear it. I curled up into a tiny little ball in my seat, shaking, and as soon as it was over I just started to cry. It took a good ten minutes for me to make myself stop. I already loved the show, but I guess once I realized that it could do that to me, I knew it was something really special.
Right after the Times interview was printed, he cried through the finale of the show, and it was so heartbreaking that I pretty much completely shut down. It was that point of emotional overload, I guess, where you want to cry but you just can't and it sort of hits you later on.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 2/21/07 at 11:57 PM