Roasted 1 year ago based on bianesas's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, bianesas, the human embodiment of an indie record store that hasn't paid rent in three months. Your taste in music is like a student trying to impress their professor with a thesis on existential dread, but instead, all they submitted was a playlist of graduating high school emo. Seriously, did you just throw a dart at a board labeled “hipster genres” to pick your favorites? Post-punk? Experimental? It sounds more like a therapy session for lost souls than a casual Spotify session. Looking at your top artists is like peering into a kaleidoscopic version of the "Sad Bohemian" starter pack. Kendrick Lamar is a gem, don't get me wrong, but placing him next to a guy named Niños Del Cerro makes me question if this is a music profile or a bad pick-up line at a poetry slam. And what's with having "Twenty One Pilots" next to "Black Country, New Road"? Are you curating a soundtrack for a film about a mid-life crisis at a thrift store? With those vibes, I half-expect your favorite color to be “I-wept-in-my-nice-graphic-tee.” Your most played songs sound like a restaurant menu no one wants to order from—“Brillo” and “Povidona”? I have to wonder if you're just collecting the least pronounceable titles to impress your friends or actively trying to recreate the ambiance of a pretentious art installation. And do you ever pause to listen to a catchy tune or are you just on the eternal search for an underground banger to validate your very soul? If your taste were any more niche, it would require a special membership to even access. Keep chasing those experimental vibes, bianesas; I’m rooting for you, just from a safe distance!

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