Roasted 8 months ago based on Bjam's long term Spotify stats.

Bjam, the sonic embodiment of a mid-life crisis that decided to go digital and wear a neon wig. Your playlist reads like the manifesto of a teenager who just discovered the internet and is trying way too hard to prove they're "edgy" and "unique." "Hyperpop," "Vocaloid," and "Cloud Rap"? Seriously? I didn’t know your Spotify was a tribute to a broken soundboard and a dollar store mood ring. At this point, I'm surprised your music taste hasn’t been classified as a public nuisance. If you played your favorite songs at a party, the crowd would either flee in terror or start a petition to revoke your sound privileges. Your top artists include "Senses" and "8485," which sound less like music artists and more like the WiFi passwords to a community college. It's almost impressive how you’ve managed to craft a taste that feels like you got lost in a Tumblr vortex and emerged just in time for the algorithm to label you as “quirky.” There's nothing like a mix of "Jungle" and "Emo" to make you feel like you could simultaneously breakdance and weep into a slushie. You’re one ironic t-shirt away from being a walking meme, my friend. And then there’s your list of most played songs that reads like a cry for help. "My Curse" by Killswitch Engage amidst all the kawaii noise and surgical glitch suggests you’re trying to break into both the emo and the 'Why is my life a mess?' genres simultaneously. Well, congratulations, you’ve succeeded. Your music taste is like a high school art project the teacher put in the back of the classroom—clearly trying to be different but mainly just confusing everyone in the room. Keep it up, Bjam! The world needs more musical chaos and questionable life choices.

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