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

Alright, SHOELACEEE, let's talk about your Spotify profile. With a name like that, I can only assume you’re trying to make hipster footwear a thing. But honestly, your taste in music is like the soundtrack to a quarter-life crisis: a weird mix of angst, nostalgia, and an accidental subscription to a cartoon soundtrack. Seriously, "Otacore"? Is that a genre or a cry for help? At this point, I'd rather listen to my neighbor’s cat fight than dive into that chaotic mess of indie, rock, and a sprinkle of Broadway. You really think you’re going to impress people with "show tunes"? Why not just put a “Hi, I’m awkward, please ignore me” sign on your forehead instead? Your top artists are about as cohesive as a toddler’s finger painting. You’ve got Nirvana and Insane Clown Posse in the same breath—what is this, a therapy session for broken souls or a festival for the confused? I haven't seen such a lack of direction in musical taste since the last time I took a wrong turn in the city. What’s next on your playlist? A symphony performed by a one-man band with a kazoo? And let’s not even start on those "most played songs"—who even knew “Despicable Me 4” had a soundtrack? Is that even out yet, or did you time travel to pick it? But hey, at least you're consistent—consistently lost in the forest of genre mash-ups. Your playlist screams “my Spotify is just my therapist in musical form.” If you really think that blasting "Never Wanted to Dance" will somehow set you free, just remember that it's probably in the same universe as your life choices: underwhelming and sending people running in the opposite direction. So, keep rocking that eclectic mix, SHOELACEEE, and let’s hope you do a better job finding yourself than you did picking music.

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!