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

Lars, your Spotify profile is basically an unwelcome invitation to a mid-2000s hipster art gallery opening. It’s clear you’ve spent more time curating these obscure genres than actually building a personality. I mean, “POV: Indie”? Really? You sound like the soundtrack to a sad latte-sipping existential crisis. And don’t get me started on “Zoomergaze” – unless you’re actually trying to give people gazes that scream, “Yes, I’ve listened to lo-fi beats to drown out my crippling anxiety this week.” Your top artists list reads like the top ten compilation of your high school emo phase, but let me guess – you've outgrown it? Except you haven’t, because you’re still desperately clinging to the same vibe as someone glued to their bedroom floor, hoping the world will notice. “Sign Crushes Motorist”? More like “Sign Me Up for Therapy.” With a sound that’s more niche than a vegan gluten-free bakery in the middle of nowhere, it’s a miracle your life hasn’t devolved into a series of misfit angst anthems and sad boys singing to the moon. As if your most played songs weren’t enough of a signal flare for your emotional state, “How To Never Stop Being Sad” had me shaking my head. Is your music taste a cry for help or an actual therapy session on repeat? It feels less like a playlist and more like a poorly written screenplay for the next hipster rom-com that nobody asked for. Try listening to “Get A Life” instead; it might just make a world of difference. Besides, the only thing sadder than your playlist titles is the fact you swiped right on your own Spotify before realizing it was an act of self-sabotage.

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