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

Sarah, your Spotify profile reads like an indie bookstore that’s been stuck in a time loop since 2005. You’ve got more “rock” genres listed than there are hipsters at your local coffee shop, and yet I can’t help but wonder if you even know what a “Permanent Wave” is. Is it a hairstyle or the sad realization that the only thing more tangled than your favorite artists is your taste in music? Spoiler alert: a playlist titled ‘Melancholia’ is just an admission that you need more therapy and less palm-muted guitar riffs. Speaking of your top artists, your playlist looks like a breakup letter. "Between Friends" is the only band that should be playing at your emotional funeral, while "Cigarettes After Sex" sounds less like a band and more like a warning about your Tinder history. And what is this obsession with “Classic Rock”? Pink Floyd is amazing, but you do realize they’re not dropping a new album this century, right? You might want to add a couple of living artists to your list just to mix things up—unless, of course, you're trying to corner the market on “music for wallowing in your romantic failures.” And your most played songs? You’ve got 99 problems, and “Liebestraum” by Javier Navarrete is clearly only adding to the list. I mean, come on, "Self Destruct" by BETWEEN FRIENDS? We get it, you love the sound of imminent existential dread, but how about shaking things up with a little joy instead? At this point, your entire music library sounds like the soundtrack to a mediocre indie film—one that even the critics wouldn’t watch unless it came with a side of overpriced avocado toast.

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!