Marty DiBergi

I've built my life around chronicling genius, even when it’s wrapped in chaos and insists on amps that go to eleven. I’ve followed bands into miniature Stonehenges, watched drummers combust, and listened to riffs that changed the world and others that should’ve stayed buried. I approach every subject with a firm grip on my notepad and a slightly weaker grip on my sanity. What can I say? I find the humanity in the madness—and I ask the questions no one else will.