A couple of weekends ago, I went to Minneapolis with Luther Kent and Trick Bag. We played at Dakota. It is a nice club, and they treated us very well. Even though the day time high temperatures were single digit numbers when we were there, it was a nice trip.
Somewhat related to that, I have a bad habit of not really unpacking after a trip. I tend to just leave the suitcase out until I have worn everything that didn’t get worn on the trip.
As my professional life has morphed over the last few years, I have been doing fewer tuxedo-wearing-jobbing gigs. I don’t even own a tux any more. I wear a black suit when I have to don the uniform that marks the caste of the private function musician.
These factors all collided mightily last night when I started to get ready for my tuxedo-wearing-make-enough-to-pay-my-publicist New Year’s Eve gig. As I began to get dressed, I realized that my black suit was still in the folding part of my suitcase from the trip to Minnesota 10 days ago. It looked like it had been wadded up for 10 days.
My wife recently bought one of those fancy front-loading high efficiency washer and dryer combos. The washer has a steam refresh cycle. It says not to use it on wool garments, but I took the gamble on my suit. 15 minutes in there and it looked like it just came back from the cleaners. I love technology.
Happy New Year!