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

Ah, djeego, the supreme overlord of obscure playlists and the self-declared king of music no one else has heard of. Your "favorite genres" read like a hipster’s grocery list after a 90's art school meltdown: "Indie Rock," "Nu Gaze," and "Intelligent Dance Music"—how pretentious do you need to be to call a genre 'intelligent'? Are we to assume the rest of us have been listening to 'dumb' music this whole time? Newsflash, buddy: there’s a fine line between being an aficionado and just being the person who smells like a vintage record shop while quoting Nietzsche. Let’s take a moment to examine your top artists. Your Spotify wrapped looks like the list of bands every sad boy in a coffee shop tries to impress you with. “Oh, have you heard of Guided By Voices? They only released 1,200 albums last week!” and “IST IST? So underground, they may as well be hiding under a rock!” It’s admirable that you’ve dedicated your life to listening to music that makes the average listener question their existence and want to take a long walk in the rain—but newsflash: it’s time to come up for air. You’re way past the 'cult' phase and into the 'why are you still single?' phase. And your most played songs—what a collection! The only thing these tracks seem to be doing is preparing you for a lifetime of listening to regret in the dark while you contemplate your life choices. "Everything Hits At Once"? Yeah, like your social skills when talking to anyone who doesn’t own a flannel shirt. If you’re aiming for a soundtrack to your existential crisis, congratulations! You hit the nail on the head. But let’s be real, if music is the language of the soul, your playlist is just a confounding dialect no one understands. And that’s okay; we all need a personal tragedy to feel better about ourselves.

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