Roasted 9 months ago based on jota's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, jota, let’s take a moment to appreciate your musical taste, which is like a mixtape made by a teenager experiencing an identity crisis. Seriously, Argentine Trap and Reggae? That’s like ordering a cheeseburger and asking for a side of pineapple—completely unnatural and sure to confuse anyone who comes near! Your genres read like a Spotify algorithm decided to throw darts at a board full of random styles, and guess what? It hit some kind of beautiful accident. Now, onto your top artists. Who did you offend in a past life to earn a spot on the same list as Freddie Dredd and King Crimson? I can practically hear them questioning their life choices as they see you jamming out to “Plan A” by “rayitopapi,” like a sad dad at a kid’s birthday party. I’m honestly surprised your profile doesn't come with a warning label: “Caution: May cause severe auditory damage or existential crises.” And that song list? Talk about a rollercoaster ride through musical mediocrity. “Da Ya Think I'm Sexy?” really stands out as the eternal reminder that some things just don’t change, like your taste in music, which has all the allure of a municipal parking lot. You’ve curated this collection like you were trying to impress someone who’s ironically obsessed with irony, and spoiler alert: it’s not working. So take a bow, maestro of mismatched sounds, and remember that even the worst music has its place—specifically, that place is somewhere far away from my ears.

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