Oh, don't get me started. Gearwise, everyone's pretty cool, but punctuality and our drummer are, at best, vaguely acquainted. Always about 10 minutes after "at the last minute" and then super relaxed while I'm champing at the bit. Not 10 minutes late mind, buty 10 minutes after all other deadlines have run out.
I've realised, for sanity and friendship's sake to either accept it or have a stomach-ulcer. Yes there are other very good drummers who sub for him and who don't stress me out, but he's got THAT groove. Plus I work with him in other contexts where I'm not the boss and we still have to fet along. It's a choice, right?
Dress issues, I sorted out by making everyone buy their costumes. It's a 70s Disco act. What state their costumes are in is another matter, but I simply can't micromanage everything.