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

Oh Mikkel Jensen, your Spotify profile reads like a love letter to the soundtracks of bad vacation memories. With interests spanning EDM to Danish Pop, it’s clear you’ve cornered the market on musical experiences that could only be matched by an out-of-sync elevator ride. Seriously, I haven’t seen such a diverse taste in mediocrity since I accidentally walked into a high school karaoke night. If “Dakke Dak” and “Tropical House” were flavors of ice cream, you’d be the guy ordering a triple scoop of vanilla with an extra helping of regret. Your top artists are practically a riddle wrapped in a mystery rolled in a dance floor disaster. The fact that "Martin Jensen" occupies more spots in your most played songs than your actual dating history suggests one thing: your love life is less about romance and more about relentless beat drops. Avicii and Kygo are turning in their graves wondering how you went from blasting euphoric anthems to jamming out to every song that sounds like it was made in someone's basement using a broken keyboard and a can of Red Bull. And let's talk about those most played songs. Who knew “What A Night” could serve as such an ironic anthem for someone whose idea of a wild night is binging Netflix while listening to "Still Got It Bad”? The over-saturation of Martin Jensen in your playlist is nothing short of tragic; at this point, you’re just one sad mix-up away from officially becoming his biggest fan. If you think we can't hear you crying through the bass drops, think again. Your Spotify profile should come with a “Caution: May Induce Existential Crises" warning.

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