Roasted 3 months ago based on Bertie Castello's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Bertie Castello, the only person I know whose Spotify is an existential crisis wrapped in a glittery, neon bow. Seriously, your favorite genres read like a Tinder bio for someone whose personality is still buffering. “Hyperpop” and “Experimental”? Buddy, at this rate, your music taste sounds like an ADHD kid in a candy store, with zero regard for flavors. Who knew the soundtrack to this chaotic whirlwind of sounds would serve as both entertainment and a valid reason for earplugs? Let’s talk about those top artists, shall we? Arca, Sevdaliza, FKA twigs – it’s like you threw a hipster dartboard of names at a wall in Brooklyn. You’ve clearly got a playlist for every emotional breakdown, but let’s be honest; it’s less “artistic expression” and more “I need a therapist.” Not to mention, your most played songs might just be the ultimate test for any audience—if you can survive this avant-garde acid trip of a playlist, you deserve a medal or a vacation to a normal music festival where they don’t perform on stilts or grow beards out of their face masks. And that top 10 of yours! I have to wonder, do you secretly work for a record label trying to push some unholy agenda? “ZORRA”? I mean, come on; you’re practically begging for a one-man dance party in your living room while wearing socks with sandals. If your Spotify profile were a food dish, it’d be a mystery-flavored casserole that you brought to a potluck, and everybody politely pretends to enjoy it. So keep on jamming, Bertie, but just remember: it’s not a party until someone asks who hurt you.

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!