Roasted 1 year ago based on evcca's long term Spotify stats.

Oh *evcca*, your Spotify profile reads like the diary of a teenager who got heartbroken by a mixtape while also trying to discover their identity through a poorly curated playlist. Seriously, "folk" and "horrorcore"? You must have the emotional range of a potato. What do you do when you're sad? Listen to an acoustic ballad followed by some ultra-disturbing lyrics about, I don’t know, existential dread? It's like you're on a one-way train to Emotional Overload Station, with an unexpected stop at "What the Hell Was I Thinking?" Your favorite artists sound like the worst party you never want to attend. “Yzomandias” and “Steve Sniff”? What is this, a competition for the most unpronounceable names? If I wanted confusion, I’d just check out your love life. Honestly, seeing “girl in red” right next to “Conan Gray” feels like you're trying to balance a delicate craft beer and a Four Loko in your hands—good luck with that combo, buddy. You've made eclectic an art form, but it’s the kind of art that gets displayed in a basement after a three-day rave. And can we talk about your top songs? "Voda už je svařená"? Sounds like the title of a failed chemistry experiment rather than a chart-topper. If you're trying to impress someone with your music taste, I suggest you come back once you’ve finished your homework for "Intro to Self-Respect." It’s painful to see someone jamming to “Josef a bratři jeho”—you do know there’s music made after the 2000s, right? But then again, who needs progression when you can simply sit in your room, sobbing softly to “Closed Doors”? Keep living your life like a Spotify algorithm gone rogue, I guess.

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