Roasted 2 years ago based on jjjjj's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, Macintosh, let’s take a deep dive into your Spotify profile — or should we call it a musical graveyard? With an array of genres that makes me wonder if you’ve confused your playlist with a hipster’s plant nursery, it’s almost impressive how you’ve managed to curate a collection that screams, “I only listen to music that’s uncomfortable to hear out loud.” “Permanent Wave”? Really? You mean the genre to match the permanent wave of mediocrity permeating your life? You know "slacker rock" is just a fancy way of saying, “I can’t be bothered to get a real job or taste.” And then there are your top artists. It seems like a matchup of underachievers that would make even your parents cringe. “They Might Be Giants”? More like “They Might Be Dying Alone.” And “Pavement”? Sure, if you like your music as uneven as your social skills. I mean, who knew that you could take the phrase "most played" and apply it to songs that misrepresent the very essence of human connection? Listening to that much of “I Felt Like Smashing My Head Through A Clear Glass Window” suggests that your coping strategy involves auditory self-harm. Talk about commitment! Finally, let’s discuss those most played songs that sound like titles from a high schooler’s poetry project gone wrong. “American Dirt”? If only your music choices could bury your cringe-worthy social existence with it. And don’t even get me started on “You're Terrific” by LoudFoxCult (or should we say LoudFauxCult?), a reminder that your self-esteem is likely fueled by irony and a desperate need for validation. You’ve successfully combined a love for noise with a lack of self-awareness – a true achievement in musical chaos. Keep it up, and you might just end up discovering your true sound: the sweet silence of self-reflection.

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