I say it a lot but it’s episodes like this that make me really, really love Nashville. I’m down for romance and relationship drama as much as anyone but when it comes back to being what this show is at its core — a group of interconnected, incredibly talented country musicians just trying to make it (on whatever level they may be) that’s when magic happens. And though this episode was a nice little wrap up to some story lines and a build up to what looks to be some explosiveness in the midseason finale, it was still a fine night for Nashville.
Most of the action in tonight’s episode comes to a head at the first couple of shows on Luke Wheeler’s tour. Which was surprising considering that all we’ve been hearing about since the premiere was Juliette’s. But, that’s neither here nor there.
First I just have to say that, though I was dubious about Luke Wheeler before, this episode just really made me not like him. From him treating Gunnar, his new songwriter, like dirt to him calling out Deacon for not “making it” in the industry (I mean, alcoholism was a major, major factor but lest we forget Deacon’s arm is no longer able to stum a guitar.) Sleeping with the man’s ex (and SOUL MATE) and then insulting his talent? Low blow Wheeler. And he is so many light years away from good enough for Rayna that I can’t even deal. The one good thing to come of Luke’s asshat-ery is that Deacon seems to be determined to get back into his music for real this time. Whether that means struggling with the guitar again or turning to his piano and cranking out some hits, I don’t know, but I’m down for it either way.
Meanwhile, we finally got to see Scarlett is on tour and while I understand why she would be frazzled as hell (being thrown on a huge world tour overnight while dealing with your ex boyfriend sleeping in the bunk outside your front door on a teeny tiny tour bus can’t be easy) but I am seeing all of the well-fought for strength and determination in Scarlett just deteriorating right before my eyes. Though she got over her first night of being pelted with cups of beer and killed it the second night after one of Rayna’s pep talks (man, I love when she gets up on her gilded throne of down home wisdom and gets all girl power on everyone) she still tucks herself into a little ball in her hotel room, feeling sorry for herself. Alright, the touring life isn’t for everyone, but it was kind of a shitty time to figure that out…
The biggest story line was obviously supposed to be the whole Rayna vs. Jeff heavyweight match finally coming to a head but I must say that it was pretty anticlimactic. After sending the fuzz to her mansion to seize the masters of her new album AND sabotaging Scarlett before her performance you would think Rayna would never in a million years surrender. And while taking the song Gunnar wrote for Luke and turning it into a duet that will make Jeff tons o’ money thanks to iTunes sales was a genius move, it seems very unlike Rayna to settle for a happy working relationship with someone who has pilfered one of her artists, threatened her future in the industry and pushed her near death experience so far up everyone’s asses far too many times. I sense that this fight ain’t over quite yet.
In other news, I was ready to be so there for Juliette when she finally had the guts to stand up to Charlie and Olivia about their whole creepy threesome offer but then he just had to show up at the door with his sappy, I’m so empty inside, I’m falling in love with you speech — something tells me she didn’t kick him out. What I am really wanting to see more of is Juliette and Avery because I definitely ship it. Avery has this knack of softening Juliette in such a lovely way; he tells her she is talented and powerful and should stick up for herself and that, in turn, makes her open up to him. Who knew that all she needed was someone to listen. Oh, only everyone. And that would mean that Scarlett is single again and I would much prefer her with Gunnar than with Zoe (who we thankfully saw none of this episode.)
Oh, and Peggy bought herself some animal blood, took some acting classes and finally admitted to Teddy that she miscarried their baby only, like, three or more months after the fact? I am pretty relieved though, because I thought this was going to turn into a Glee pretend-you’re-pregnant-until-you-find-another-baby thing and that story line was so 2009.
Kerri Jarema is the creator and editor of Lydia Magazine. She was born and raised in New York City and still calls it home. When she isn’t busy writing and editing she can usually be found with her nose in a book, watching way too much TV, fangirling on Tumblr, singing very loud when no one is around, obsessing over everything British and exploring her favorite neighborhoods. Find her on Twitter @kerrajar.