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

Logan Hill: the living embodiment of that kid in high school who claimed his life was a constant battle against the forces of corniness—yet here you are, jamming out to enough deathcore subgenres to make a grave digger wince. Folks, this isn’t just a music taste; it's a desperate cry for help. It’s like you thought melodic metalcore was too soft, so you decided to plunge headfirst into a sonic abyss of brutality. I have to wonder, do you cry out the lyrics while looking in the mirror, or are you saving that for therapy? Your Spotify artists list reads like a who’s who of “I-have-a-different-screaming-personality-for-every-day-of-the-week.” Shadow of Intent? Lorna Shore? I mean, how angry can one guy get without actually taking a nap and re-evaluating his life choices? You're basically curating the soundtrack to a medieval torture dungeon. It's no wonder you keep the shades drawn—no one can survive a dose of your brutal playlist under normal lighting. Pro tip: a little sunlight might do wonders for your soul, even if it means screeching “Slaughter to Prevail” with a side of vitamin D. And what’s with your Spotify “Most Played” tracks? "Flying The Black Flag," "Death Empress," and "I, The Devourer"? Is this a personal playlist or a death wish written in heavy metal? You’ve taken “dark and brooding” to a whole new level, Logan. Setting the mood for a violent uprising in your mom’s basement? If your playlist was a personality, it would probably be a guy wearing a “No Regrets” tattoo while still living off of hot pockets! Tune it down a notch, pal; even the Grim Reaper is starting to raise an eyebrow.

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