The gravitational pull of Diarrhea Planet is
strong; once you get caught in the orbit of its stadium-sized riffs and
blistering solos, it’s hard to escape. The Nashville six-piece has been melting
faces since its debut 7” Aloha first started making waves
outside the leafy campus of Belmont University, where its members first met.
What started as a dorm room dick joke between two friends bored by the
music-business ladder-climbing of their classmates has grown into one of the
biggest—and loudest—rock acts to come out of Nashville since their big bros and
labelmates in JEFF The Brotherhood. As they toured the country behind their
critically acclaimed 2013 LP I’m Rich Beyond Your Wildest Dreams,
the likes of Billboard, Rolling Stone, SPIN, and even BuzzFeed have taken
notice. Ignore them at your own peril.
On their latest LP for Infinity Cat
Recordings, Turn to Gold, the Planet boys worked with Vance Powell,
the Grammy-winning engineer and Jack White confidant. Powell used his expertise
in recording live sound to capture some of the energy of the Diarrhea Planet
live experience—they tracked the main guitar and drum tracks live, in the same
room, for a record that’s both massive and frenetic. It’s easily the most
sophisticated and complex music they’ve ever made, but still carries the joyous
irreverence that minted thousands of RAWK fans across the
country.
The band’s rhythm section, which features
drummer Ian Bush (a.k.a. Tuff Gus) and bassist Mike Boyle, is the bedrock on
which the foundation is built, but what makes Diarrhea Planet explode is the
raw power of its four guitars. Not one note is wasted, and each ax slinger
plays a role; Jordan Smith writes soaring power pop singalong hooks; Brent
Toler brings a classic rock sensibility and chunky, fuzzy riffs; Emmett
Miller’s wields classical training and a wizard-like five-finger pick-less
technique for mind-bending, finger-tapping solos; and Evan Bird is the glue
that holds them all together, capable of playing any part (or instrument) as
needed.
Diarrhea Planet is a nationally touring band, playing
a punishing schedule of more than 200 shows a year. But they cut their teeth in
the clubs and house shows of the Nashville DIY scene, built by the likes of
JEFF, Heavy Cream, Natural Child, Pujol, and shaped in legendary spaces like
the old police precinct that would come to be known as Glenn Danzig’s House. As
they’ve graduated from living rooms to clubs to festivals, the energy has
remained constant—just ask the ladies in the mosh pit or the crowdsurfing dads
you’re sure to find at any Diarrhea Planet show. They’re carrying the torch for
the past, present and future of rock, and you’d be wise to take notice—everyone
else sure has.
Holy diarrhetic crap! My friend sent me the link of you playing at KEXP because he thought your name was funny. What followed was a resurgence of my 90's kid hope that there are actually new guitar shredding bands coming up! Thank you for not being afraid to rock! I didn't know about you until you had already come and gone from Portland, but I'll be at the next show! Cheers and thanks!
ReplyDeleteHey Jordan! Nice yaking with you last nite at Pine Creek! Next time you're in SW Montana, get ahold of me thru Music Villa in Bozeman. Great show!
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