Alan Cumming: Hosting the Tonys was terrifying – and surprising

The Globe and Mail: On Sunday night, I had one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. I was with an old and dear friend. A deafening, low boom was emanating all around us. We were holding hands so tightly I could feel her fingernails piercing into my flesh. Our hearts were pounding, our dry mouths clicking. A kind man came forward from the shadows and opened a bottle of water. We both guzzled hungrily from it.