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

Arlette, your Spotify profile reads like someone tried to curate a playlist for a hipster coffee shop that only serves oat milk lattes and existential crises. I mean, look at those genres! “Countrygaze”? You’re telling me you want to chill in a field while contemplating your unbothered connection to nature and simultaneously cry over your ex who still owes you $20? You need to pick a lane—are you cruising down the backroads with nature’s best or getting lost in your feelings like a lost indie film character? And those top artists! Let’s just say your music taste is like a perplexed hipster trying to explain their latest existential dread while looking for a vinyl of “Songs for Quiet Nights.” Frank Ocean and Kendrick Lamar? Solid artists. But then you throw in Mac DeMarco—the only dude who casually strums a guitar while looking like he just rolled out of a dumpster. Your taste is like a weird Love Actually mixtape where everyone has last names of colors and is probably performing in a basement somewhere, waiting for their big break into the mainstream. Spoiler alert: it's not happening. Your most played songs are the perfect blend of “I’m deep, but not too deep,” mixed with enough obscure gems to convince your friends you’re edgy. “Never Going Back Again” makes sense; that’s the theme song for anyone realizing their peak was likely during their kid's birthday party. But when did you decide to make “Hell Yeah” by SoFaygo your guilty pleasure? I'm guessing it’s the anthem for your next sad brunch where you pretend avocado toast counts as wholesome self-care. Bless your heart, Arlette; you’ve curated a playlist for a breakdown no one asked for, and somehow it’s still a little too polished.

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