Back to Nashville

The long-awaited return of the TV series "Nashville" was last night; now on CMT, instead of ABC.  It was a seamless return, picking up right where it left off oh-so-long-ago. In true television fashion, the most remarkable things happen that force a suspension of disbelief, like Juliette Barnes being the sole survivor of a horrific plane crash that was the cliffhanger before ABC dumped the show.  

I don't know about you, but if I'm ever in a plane crash, I hope that I am laid out on the ground in my airplane seat looking as lovely as Juliette.  We should all be so lucky to look so good with our head split open from debris, but I can forgive the cheesy staging in order to enjoy the fun romp that is "Nashville."  It wasn't too hard to let it go, because Juliette is by far one of the best character actresses on the show.  She can make you want to string her up by her thong panties one minute, and give her a hug the next.  

I'm torn a bit on how Juliette is so hung up on the prospect of possibly being a paraplegic, as if it's a cruel joke that God has played on her, rather than seeing that surviving and living after such an accident should give her hope for the future and feeling as if there is a real purpose for her.  Fortunately, she was told that very thing when she met with the pastor of the church where the "angel" who saved her after the plane crash is a choir member.  I'm hopeful that the mysterious angel will become a regular role in the show and play the guide to goodness for Juliette.  Seriously, if Juliette goes off the deep end again and neglects her adorable daughter, I will have a HUGE issue with it.  But I must confess, I do enjoy her bitchy side from time to time, so I don't want her to become "too good," if you know what I mean.

It's also good to see Juliette and Avery back together, even though she's seemingly trying to do everything to tear it apart.  I'm praying for them.

Gunner and Scarlett are also back together (THANKFULLY) again and seem to be on the rise with their career again as the "Exes," despite them being "Lovers," although that doesn't quite have the same ring for a band name.  I have to say the music on Nashville is so incredibly good.  Maybe it's because they incorporate so much sweet harmony, which I love--but it's still some amazing song writing and melodies.

Even Maddie and Daphne (Rayna James' girls) seem to have upped their game as well in the singing and performing department.  I saw those two live at the CMA Music Festival a couple of times.  They are the real deal, so I'm glad that they are continuing to sing together, after it was starting to look like Maddie was going to be a real bitch of a sister and not allow that to happen early on in the series premiere.  It would appear the two are destined to collaborate together on song writing, which is good because I think their mother is going to need them as her cash cow with her record label, Highway 65--but more on that later.

Rayna had a gig out in Silicon Valley for an uber rich tech guy who is very young, but a "huge fan boy" of her, because he grew up listening to her on his mother's cassettes.  Ain't that sweet?  I had to stifle my pouting when I realized that I was from the cassette generation and this was insinuating that I am "old" like Rayna is supposed to be... only I don't have the body that Rayna has, or the money, so that depressed me a little more.  Thanks, Nashville writers.

Rayna was freaked out about flying and had a panic attack on the way out to California. She claimed it was not because of Juliette's accident, and in the end she opted to drive home to Nashville, rather than use the flight that she already had.  And she wonders why her Highway 65 record label is in such financial trouble?  Paying for a rental car one-way is NOT cheap.  Trust me, I know.  Especially a snazzy convertible like she was driving.

Regardless, there was homage paid to Bluegrass legend, Bill Monroe and his song, "Wayfaring Stranger," which played a role in Rayna's journey--both mentally and literally back home.  That was the song being played by an old, blind man at a full service gas station out in the middle of no where on her trip home.  It was the key to her realizing the path she needs to take, which ended up leading her to want to record a concept album with everybody's favorite guy to eat crackers in your bed--Deacon.  The plan is to tell their love story through the album.  Sounds good to me; I'd buy it.

I think it's pretty obvious that Zach the rich, young, tech guy from Silicon Valley will eventually be financially backing Rayna's Highway 65 Label, which is apparently in financial trouble.  We know this because it was mentioned numerous times by both her and her trusty guy, Bucky.  But yet, they hired a social media guy to take care of that for the label.  And they made him a stereotypical "nerd," which was worthy of an eye-roll.  And guess what?  He was also a young fan boy of Rayna!  All I will say is if the social media "nerd" ends up being the stalker that was watching Rayna through the cracked windshield at the end, I'm going to be angry.

That was the cliffhanger at the end of this 2-hour premiere.  Somebody was watching Rayna walk into her Highway 65 offices through a terribly cracked windshield.  Call me weird, but I couldn't stop pondering why this person hasn't contacted their insurance agency to get it fixed.  I mean, it's on the driver's side for crying out loud!

I don't care how cheesy the show can get from time to time; I love it--particularly the music.  I will always be a loyal viewer of the show, even if I can't control my snarky comments.  How about you?