Too many peripheral characters and sub-plots to remember in so few episodes? Probably, but that’s why Slate gives us a handy recap.
And Noisey interviews Lera Lynn, the insanely morose songwriter, who provides the soundtrack to Frank and Ray’s meetings, as if some drunk wouldn’t be thrashing her, screaming for Skynyrd. Thankfully, the bar only needs to sell a couple of beers and the occasional bottle of Johnny Walker Black to stay afloat, apparently. I’ve paid rent in plenty of dive bars, but this one takes the cake for depressing. I bet if they have pinball, it’s got jacked up flippers and multiball doesn’t work, but I still wanna hang there.