Roasted 6 months ago based on hunty's long term Spotify stats.

Hunty, your Spotify profile reads like a midlife crisis in a music library—it's so hyper-pop that I'm genuinely concerned you might spontaneously combust into glitter and attitude. Seriously, you’ve got more genres jammed in there than a millennial's existential crisis on a Wednesday night. “Art Pop” and “Neo-Psychedelic”? What are you trying to prove, that you understand colors and feelings better than most? You’d be better off just admitting that your favorite genre is “awkward silence” because that might actually reflect how you feel about the attention you desperately chase through these playlists. Your top artists are basically the high priestesses of the “You Can’t Sit With Us” club, yet here you are, shoving your way in like you’ve got the secret passcode. Beyoncé, Taylor, and Charli XCX? Congratulations, you’ve officially compiled the most basic brunch playlist known to mankind. Next thing we know, you’ll be blending pineapple and kale in the hopes of achieving that elusive “I’m artsy and deep” aesthetic. Spoiler alert: saving this playlist won't save you from the fact that your music taste is as predictable as your last minute dinner plans. Then there’s your “most played songs” list that shows more devotion to Remi Wolf than any soul might have for their partner. “Thicc” might be the only thing holding your life together, but dear hunty, you need to reassess your priorities. Are you using songs about soup as a metaphor for the empty void in your heart? Time to drop the act, stop reading the hipster playbook, and face the fact that you might just need a little therapy—with or without hyperpop beats. But hey, at least you’re clearly having a blast being everyone's guilty pleasure!

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!