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

Oh, Nick, your Spotify profile screams “I peaked in high school” louder than a 94.5 FM classic rock radio station in a 1990s minivan. Let’s be real: your favorite genres read like the soundtrack to a post-retirement pool party. “Mellow Gold”? Really? That’s just a fancy term for “dad vibes” that even your father would roll his eyes at. If you were any more into classic rock, you’d be hosting bingo night at the local senior center while rolling your eyes at “the kids these days.” Now, about your top artists: it looks like you have every intention of resurrecting the '60s and '70s from their well-deserved grave. The Beatles are a solid choice – I mean, who doesn’t love a band that broke up when your parents were still trying to figure out how to keep their plants alive? But your obsession with Paul McCartney is borderline concerning. If you had a dollar for every time you played “Live And Let Die," you could finally afford that leather jacket you think will transform you into a rock icon, but let’s face it—at best, it's going to get you a t-shirt that says "I love classic rock." And then there’s your most played songs, which read like an audition to be the hipster opening act at a coffeehouse that somehow turns into a retrospective on why you can’t have nice things. It’s a feast of covers and remasters—what are you saving your ears for, the apocalypse? The only thing more vintage than your playlist is your chance of getting invited to a house party with other people your age. Have fun blasting “(Just Like) Starting Over” while one of your 75-year-old neighbors knocks on the door asking if you’ve seen the remote. Here’s a thought: maybe expand that playlist, unless you plan on socializing with a group of time travelers!

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