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We open with sweeping views of Nashville while Juliette’s terrible (but now stuck in my head) song Telescopeplays . Juliette’s preening before a camera as she goes about her business being a mega-super-star and idol to tweenage girls everywhere. She gets a dual dose of bad news: Deacon has once again refused to tour with Juliette AND CrackMom chained herself to Juliette’s record company until they threw some money at her. CrackMom is like a cockroach – she will endure.
I know you expect me to handle the Deacon and CrackMom situations…see, I can’t. I’m not that great of a manager. I have terrible ideas and am incompetent. Sorry. Can I have my 10% now?
Shift to Rayna and Teddy’s McMansion as they scramble through their morning routine. Teddy, in what is the most chumpiest move, offers to drive the kids when Deacon blazes up Rayna’s cell phone. Who in their right mind could have any respect for a man who says “No, don’t worry, I’ll take the kids. You just sit back, relax and talk to your exlover. It must be way more important than being a mom to your kids.” Chumpy!
Gunnar and Scarlet and working on a song…it sounds as lovely and natural as all their songs so far. I just love their harmonizing. So pretty! Avery comes home and interrupts them, not rudely at all which surprised and pleased me and then left them to their business. I’m thinking a character with more malevolent intentions would have parked his evil ass on the sofa in front of them. Instead, Avery gracefully retired to the bedroom to let them continue working.
So, they’re all looking toward the bedroom. Am I the only one who really wouldn’t mind taking a bite of that jambalaya?
At home with Rayna, Teddy and the financial advisors. Good times. Except, not so much because the Jaymes-Conrads are in a mess. They’re not quite po’ yet but definitely POOR.
Juliette is walking out of the studio, haranguing her PA about getting better cheese. I’m not sure if she’s trying to be classy by asking for the little cheese in cubes or if she honestly thinks that’s the best kind of cheese. Whatever. I find it completely trailer park adorable. She’s completely thrown as CrackMom intercepts her. I genuinely felt Juliette’s discomfort, surprise and fear. Well done, Pantalette!
And here is CrackMom, looking like a young Gollum. She’s trying to cracktalk her way to Juliette and it’s always heartbreaking to see addiction destroy people. I realize shame is what keeps many people trapped in addiction but I wish that CrackMom could see with a rational eye how she’s embarrassing herself, skulking around looking all methy and dirty, waiting to pounce on her daughter, speedtalking. I think too many addicts became hooked because of shame they shouldn’t have felt – like over being abused, having mental health issues, etc. yet the healthy shame that would keep them from behaving in ways that drive friends and family away doesn’t seem to exist for them. I have ZERO doubt that Juliette would pay for rehab – the swankiest – with pleasure if only her mother would put the necessary work into staying clean. CrackMom just loves her drugs more than she loves her daughter. It’s that simple and that complicated at the same time. Because what has gone so wrong with this woman, either in her past or in her mind, that makes her choose drugs over her own child and her own health repeatedly. I definitely don’t think it’s as simple as she should want to get clean for her daughter’s sake. Recovery only works if you’re doing it for yourself – not your kids, not your husband, etc. God, this show is so well-written that I honestly feel like these characters are real people.