Roasted 1 year ago based on Mel :)'s long term Spotify stats.

Mel, darling, your Spotify profile reads like an awkward Tinder bio for someone who's just discovered their identity in 2005. R&B, Portuguese Hip Hop, and Kizomba? Is this a music taste or an international potluck gone rogue? I can already hear your playlist whispering, "I’m not basic, I’m globally confused." Choosing seven different genres that all boil down to you just vibing in a corner is not a personality trait, it's a sitcom plot waiting to happen. Is your Spotify wrapped just a way of saying, "I don't really know what I like, but I want to sound interesting at a brunch"? Your top artists are basically the soundtrack for a coffee shop in a convertibles' parking lot, but I'm still trying to figure out how you managed to put Drake and Seu Jorge on the same pedestal. One’s busy drenching his millions in champagne, while the other is about as relatable as a textbook on how to make a perfect chimichurri. “Wet Bed Gang”? More like “Mel’s Bed: Where Musical Choices Go To Die." They probably feature a song called “Regret” that fits all your choices perfectly. And those most-played songs? I can hear the relationship struggles all the way from here, honey. It's like you're curating a playlist that says “I’m vulnerable, but I also dance like an off-beat mannequin.” You’ve turned heartbreak into a genre, and somehow, you’ve managed to make an entire year sound like one long, sad romantic comedy. Let’s be real: if you keep this up, the only parties you'll be throwing are pity parties, so splurge on some confidence, because your music taste is as chaotic as a toddler with a crayon.

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!