The only one was the gay Swan Lake, and I did it on opening night, no less. I lived in California at the time, and read buzz about it, and that it was very gaygaygay since all the swans were male, etc., and I guess in all of that frenzy I forgot that I don't like ballet or all-dance shows. And, since this was back in the day where an opening night started at 6:30 or so, because the press were actually in the house and writing reviews that night for the next day's papers, as soon as I was having buyer's remorse, I was also realizing that a lot of other shows didn't start yet. So, with my limited time in NYC, I bolted... and caught some other show.