“On name alone, it’s hard to say just how seriously a person should be taking a band like Diarrhea Planet; and even harder, when they’re spitting comically awful game, touting the well-documented virtues of self-love, or trying to cram four guitar solos into two-and-a-half minutes…But once you cut through the tangled fretwork and all those gang choruses, there’s a quiet ambition at work here”
“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet.” – Romeo and Juliet
If Shakespeare was alive to get the Led out, he would’ve listened to Diarrhea Planet, Nashville’s favorite six-piece rock and roll band. Outfitted with a drummer and bassist that barrel forth with the power of a thousand locomotives and a four guitar arsenal able to unleash a meticulous torrent of expertly crafted hooks, riffs and solos, DP take everything you knew you loved about rock, punk and pop, jack it up way past 11, and leave you catching your breath and massaging the kink in your neck from all that head banging.