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Rayna suffers through the commercial shoot and Bucky gives her some bad news. Deacon is refusing to let them use the song (he’s a co-writer) so it puts the kibosh on everything. Rayna looks thrilled.
Doesn’t he realize I need this? Jeez, you kick a man out of your band and he suddenly refuses to do your bidding? Unbelievable!
Bucky suggests that Rayna just call Deacon to discuss and hopefully resolve the issue.
Snort. That’s exactly what he wants.
OK, I LOVE Rayna (well, I love Connie Britton and am a bit less enchanted with Rayna but whatevs). But her raging egomania has got to stop. Deacon maybe, just maybe, doesn’t want his song, his lyrics associated with whatever you’re trying to hawk. It’s makeup but I can’t stop thinking Tampon Commercial. But noooo, in Rayna’s mind, he’s withholding his permission so Rayna the Great will deign to call him and he can hear the dulcet tones of her voice. Bitch, please.
Gunnar is trying to convince Hailey to let her guard down and relax about their incipient relationship. She’s hesitant because she doesn’t want things to get messy and strained with her and Scarlett and Gunnar. The Hill Billy Love Triangle.
Gunnar and Scarlett are invited to perform for Lady Antebellum (am I crazy or is that one of the dumbest names for a band, ever?) They are understandably chuffed.
Boss Lady throws a tiny little spanner in the works by suggesting they get another guitarist to flesh out their sound.
Hey, girl-to-girl, me inviting my incredibly jealous and hot-headed egomaniac of a boyfriend to strum backup while I perform for one of the hottest country acts around isn’t a bad idea at all, is it?
With excellent reason…
Oh CrackMom. I would have thrown you out in the street along with that flea bag you picked up.
So this whole embarrassing kicking-out-the-methhead happens in full view of some of the neighborhood bitches. My question is this…I thought Juliette lived on some kind of gated estate? I guess it’s just a gated community.
Oooh, I just knew she was hillbilly trash. You can practically smell the trailer on her.
Shift to Teddy’s mayoral debate with Coleman. I know I say it all the time, but I lurve Coleman. He’s just such a great, decent guy. Even while disparaging Teddy. He doesn’t go for the cheap shot but he does hit in where it hurts. In the truthbone.