We had six people in Eva's bubblevan. Took five freakin' hours to get our asses to Boston. The six of us left early to meet Jen and Jess in Boston to hold 15 seats. The other 9 people would leave NYC at 8:30 in two other cars. The Boston "alternateens" were already there on the line when Jen and Jess got there at 9. We got there at 10. We ened up with 14 tickets and 15 people...not good.
5 minutes in Boston, and we were already saying, "I hate this place." The fuckin' alternateens were playing some friggin' Dreamdate game or something, that came complete with a pink plastic talking phone...we almost died... Then some stupid ass cops come up to us and say if we don't move our crap and ourselves from in front of the theatre, they would bring in the wagon and like arrest us and shit...HELLO?!?! We like TOUCHED the door to the theatre and looked inside and got yelled at by some idiot who apparently worked there. We heard music coming from this door by the stagedoor and stopped in front of it...just stopped in front of it...didn't do anything else...got yelled at again. WHAT THE HELL?!?!!!
It was about the end of the show, and we dawdled over to the stagedoor to see what this cast was like. There were at least 50 people by the damn door. ALL I swear were under 16...it was sick...they were like crawling all over the cast members. They were in evening gowns and boas!!!!! And I though they are bad in NY!! The way the Boston grouipes acted was just sickening. Some of the cast was pretty nice though. Cheri Smith, one of the newer swings was really nice...Cristina Ablaza was a sweetheart. Yet another swing. It must be the Mimi understudy swing thing...They all have to be nice. :) heh heh. ( {ahem} Yaz. :)) Lambert Moss was also very sweet. Luther looked scary as usual...Manley was funky lookin'. Simone looked at me funny...
Anyway, we get back onto the line...Jen informs us that the alternateens told her to please stop bashing Boston. Whatever. Can we say eyeroll? As we are attempting to set up our bed for the nite, Melissa screams that she just saw a rat. Great. Just what we need. The theatre is next door to a bar, and the Roxy is down the block...the bars in Boston close at 2am. Needless to say, at 2:30 or so, there were about 500 people crawling the streets and screaming and making a scene. We literally had drunk people FALL on top of us as we lay on our sleepingbags. They like threw themselves on top of our stuff!! I thought I was gonna die. By time the third guy fell down next to us, we were running away screaming we hated Boston and we wanna go home. There were people piggyback riding in the streets, getting hit by cars, throwing themselves onto the hoods of moving cars... shoot me...
Whatever. So it calms down at about 3 in the morning. Our two other cars arrive at 3:30...we practically jump through the windows of the cars, screaming at them about the pathetic events that have happened. It was so wonderful to have all of us there. We stayed up much of the nite talking and shit...
In the morning, we went through the most pathetic ticket procedure...we all went into the lobby and some idiot (probably the same idiot that yelled at us for touching the door last nite) in a suit, with a walkie talkie, with a clipboard takes "the list" and like, takes attendance!!! I felt like I was in the 2nd grade! It was really sad. They need a Justin up there... We had problems with who would be the one that wouldn't get a front row ticket since there were only 14 spots and we had 15 people. The extra person would have to get a regular ticket... But it stems into a whole long complicated story, so lets not go into that...lets just say Rebekah ened up in last row balcony. Those of you who've been in Boston, know you get that stupid piece of paper instead of a real ticket...you pick up your ticket about a half hour before the show. Well, we pick up our tickets, and I head out the door to Ryan and Dona and everyone to see who was gonna sit where...as I am about put one foot out the door, this security guy apparently, goes, You can't go outside with your ticket. I was like, ??? WHAT?! Excuse me?! Whatever. None of us listened to the idiot. Then we find out that you are not allowed to even bring bags into the theatre!! And its just so stupid that they have your names on the tickets and you have to have the person your second ticket is for WITH you when you go in, AND show them your ID as you go in. That is so fuckin' retarded. At this point, we were all ready to kill.
We all filled up the entire second row. Daniel Robbins was on for Luther, and Christian Anderson for Manely. Not that any of us cared... every other person in our row had a little box of Captain Crunch we planned to hold up for that Captain Crunch line... We planned to do our "Taye" claps... and we all just wanted to be rowdy and have a good time and be LOUD. Hey, we were pretty damn supportive...we screamed and clapped even though we hated them. We all kept looking over at each other in disbelief at what we were watching. The entire cast lacked emotions and chemistry. There was ZERO chemistry whatsoever. I thought I was gonna kill Simone. She was bad. Just bad. I could never hate Marcy again. Not after Simone. I can't even describe how bad she was. I can't even come up with an adjective that would fit how I feel about her. Christian...oh boy...the boy looked like he was constipated the whole time. He is obviously incapable of even wiping lipstick off his cheek. He sweats way too much, and needs serious acting lessons. Remind me to never ever again say Adam cannot act... Sylvia MacCalla (Joanne) was pretty good. I liked her. Stephan Alexander (Angel) and Dan were also tolerable. CC Brown (Collins) was bad. Carrie HamiIton (Maueeen) was sort of tolerable. I didn't like her though. Her Over The Moon was interesting to watch cuz we'd never seen anything like it, but I don't think I'd wanna see it again. But I don't like her voice in the role at all. Take Me Or Leave Me didn't have sparks flying as it usually does here. I was actually ready to go home and see Idina! And we all know she's just my favorite... =Þ James Rich (Benny) HAD to go. he was the most emotionless, non-present "thing" I have ever seen on a stage. Amy Spanger was a yucky and dull Mark's Mom. How I missed Kristen. And I do not see why everyone loves Julie so much...we all thought she was SCARY!!!!!!!! They all love her faces...but she is SCARY!!!! I did NOT like her faces! =Þ I think we all enjoyed La Vie Boheme though. They do a good one. Boy, you should have seen us fly out of there at intermission. Dona starts screaming in the lobby at how much it sucked. :) heh. We can't even leave the theatre unless we have our ticket stubs in our hand. WHATEVER!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!! Season of Love was pretty emotionless. We were HORRIFED by Queen Esther and her incompetency to sing the solo. We decided they didn't deserve for us to do the "Taye" clap. Plus, the damn cast made zero eye contact. Eva, Erin, Melissa and I gripped hands for Without You, and just thought of Daphne and cried. By the time it hit the I'll Cover You reprise, we were all SOBBING, because it was SO BAD. We all cried though the rest of the show. They must have thought we loved them and were so moved. Right. Whatever. Not.
By the end of the show, we all practically RAN out of the theatre. None of us wanted to stay around. Greg and Cristen and some of them insisted on going by the stagedoor. Fine...we all hung around for ten minutes or so. Then we left them there, told them (the ones in our bubblevan) to meet us at the hotel nextdoor, and went to get the car. Catherine's carload drove off practically the second their heels left the theatre door.
We had 7 people in our bubblevan on the way home. We blasted OUR cast of RENT the entire way home and sang along at the top of our lungs (most of us were singers and I must say it didn't sound half bad! :)) The drive home seemed much shorter than the drive up. We cheered and screamed as we entered back into the city...as we pulled up to the theatre we opened the windows and BLARED "Hallelujah"!!!!! :) (why they even had that in the car is beyond me) We all jumped out of the bubblevan practically before it stopped fully. We threw ourselves at everyone we knew, and the carload of people that got there before us... I ran inside and fell to the floor in front of the understudy board and felt a surge of thankfulness, while the rest of them kissed the theatre walls... :) We second acted the show...(we got back just in time for intermission) We HAD to. We needed it SOOO bad. Norbert was Roger, Kristen was Maureen, Yassmin was Alexi, Rodney was Benny, Mark was on for Rodney and Shayna was on for Kristen. Me and Melissa got 6th row center seats from this middle aged couple. As soon as they walked on for Seasons of Love, this HUGE grin spread across my face, and I swear it did not leave till I began to cry during Without You. We were all in different parts of the theatre, but you could hear all of us screaming! :) We went wild when Gwen did her Seasons Of Love solo. Boy did we miss her! I just sat there and felt like the luckiest person alive to be sitting there seeing this amazing group of people. We all got out of that second act feeling like we experienced the show for the first time again. The cast started walking out and we jumped them with our Boston horror stories! :) Told each and every single one of them that we missed them and how much we appreciate them. I totally hugged Kristen to death. We went into the hallway when we saw Yaz on her way out, and all started talking at once about our Boston ordeal. The drunks, the cops, the cast... She was half horrified and half amused. And as we were standing there, Marcy comes down the hall, and *I* (yes *I*) looked at her and said: "Marcy - I love you." And that one line alone must tell you all just exactly how bad Simone and Boston was. Thank you, and good nite.