Diarrhea Planet played The Independent in San Francisco w/ Left and Right, Sun Valley Gun Club


The perpetually-on-tour Nashville sextet Diarrhea Planet rolled back into San Francisco on May 27th, with Philly’s Left and Right and NoCal’s Sun Valley Gun Club in tow. Needles to say, it was a heavy, heavy guitar night.  Continue reading

Those Darlins/Diarrhea Planet release split live 12” for Record Store Day

Those Darlins w/ Diarrhea Planet, MHOW
Those Darlins w/ Diarrhea Planet at Music Hall of Williamsburg in Brooklyn, NY

Frequent tour-mates and fellow Nashvillains Those Darlins and Diarrhea Planet are releasing a split LP for Record Store Day, on April 18th, via Easy Sound. Pickathon: Diarrhea Planet & Those Darlins was recorded at the Pickathon festival in Portland, OR last summer, and is the first of a planned series of live recordings to be released from the 15-year catalog of the event.

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Three Match Breeze 2014 Roundup


posted by: Greg Chow

Saw a lot of music this year. While it was a less exciting year, personally, than 2013, I saw a lot more music than ever before. Here are some thoughts on the music I saw and heard in 2014.
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Diarrhea Planet, Those Darlins at Brick & Mortar Music Hall, 08.07.14

diarrheaplanet18 After a handful of shows mostly east of the Mississippi back in February, Nashville pals Those Darlins and Diarrhea Planet are out on the road together again. This time, they’re heading west, and played the first of two Bay Area shows at Brick & Mortar Music Hall as part of the Outside Lands festival night shows.

Openers Jesus Sons looked and sounded like they were opening for Stillwater, though it’s impressive for an opening band to have multiple members feel the need to go ahead and pop their shirts off during a 30-minute set. Also something usually unseen: dueling harmonica solos.

Though top-billed, Those Darlins took the next slot. It was hard not to wonder if they were just switching up spots as co-headliners for their two Bay Area shows, or if Diarrhea Planet is starting to surpass their fellow Nashvillains in buzz. (Judging by the growing number of tweets that say something along the lines of “There’s a band called Diarrhea Planet LULZ,” there’s no doubt that they’re gaining name recognition.) Or maybe Those Darlins were just warn out and wanted to play early. Regardless, the order of performance didn’t really matter, as both headliners knocked it out of the park. Those Darlins continue their transformation from southern country garage rock to more straight-up, if somewhat sinister, guitar rock. It’s sort of amazing how different this band has become in just a couple years, particularly since founding member Kelley Darlin (née Anderson) left in 2012. Though I do miss some of the twang of their early songs, I’ve seen them five times now, and each time they seem more comfortable and formidable. This was also the first time I’ve seen them that they didn’t play arguably their biggest hit, “Be Your Bro,” which is just another sign that they’re moving forward in a different direction.


It’s Diarrhea Planet’s own fault that you can’t write about them without talking about their name, or at least making a stupid pun or poop joke. So… since the release of their second LP, I’m Rich Beyond Your Wildest Dreams, the six-piece have acted in a very un-diarrhea like fashion: Moving solidly upward. They’re seemingly constantly on tour, and have honed their four-guitar attack to near perfection. It’s hard to imagine a better live band right now. With six guys, there’s a lot going on onstage, and you can basically separate them into sub-regions. Bass and drums in the back, providing the heavy foundation on which to rest four shredding guitars. On the long-haired stage left you have guitarist Brent Toler, and singer-guitarist-ostensible frontman Jordan Smith, who at this show was rocking the black denim jorts more than any self-respecting man should possibly be able to get away with. Then you’ve got the other side of the stage with guitarists/singers Emmett Miller and Evan Bird, who have established their own guitar choreography. Plus, Miller seems to make it a point to climb up to the highest point possible on his side of the stage. Tonight, it was the narrow, not-particularly-stable-looking speaker cabinets piled about 9 feet high off the stage.

It must also be said that the stage diving at this show was among the better stage diving I’ve seen in this generation of stage divers. Actual jumping, and not the slowly-lower-yourself-into-the-crowd bullshit that the kids seem to be into these days. Full mega-gallery:

Diarrhea Planet @ Music Hall of Williamsburg, 02.16.14


Nashville, TN pop punk sextet Diarrhea Planet played an opening set for fellow Nashvillains Those Darlins at Music Hall of Williamsburg, and if the point of an opening band is to warm up the crowd, then they failed miserably. Because by the end of their blistering set, the crowd was flat-out warn out. Both band and crowd were incredibly raucous from the start with shirtless bros abounding on the 20 degree night. I can’t really imagine anyone having more fun than being one of the four guitarists in Diarrhea Planet.

DP call themselves punks– and even went so far as to go on a rant explaining how anyone can be a punk, and then brought a guy onstage to explain what makes him angry (subway wrong-way walkers)– but their closest punk relatives are probably the mid-90’s wave of pop punk. Except DP are way faster and way louder. It’s a little incredible how a band with six members can be so tight. They even break down into mini-units, with the two stage-right guitarists breaking into choreographed guitar wagging.


Unfortunately, the same got-their-shit-together-ness can’t be said for large portions of the crowd, who’s “moshing” and “stage diving” so deserve the ironic quotes. It was more like  stage-lower-yourelf-slowly-into-the-crowd-ing. Seriously, it was kind of pathetic. And pathetic on both divers and the crowd tasked with catching the divers. The best dive of the night came from, unsurprisingly, one of the guitarists of DP. The heaviest one. He took a huge leap of the stage, and was barely saved from hitting the floor by the shocked crowd beneath him. And I mean “beneath” him as in physically below him as well as that they were not even worthy of catching such a magnificent rock showman. Diarrhea Planet are on their own world right now as far as live bands go, and everything in orbit can barely keep up.