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

Alright, Pinky, let's talk about that Spotify profile of yours. It's like you took a personality quiz on the internet's last remaining dial-up connection and got stuck in a time warp. "New Wave" and "Classic Rock"? Congratulations, you just found the musical equivalent of a mullet – business in the front, party in the back, and somehow, not a single person knew what to do with you in the '80s. What’s next, a playlist called “Tapes That Make Your Dad Cry”? And your top artists list is as confused as a cat at a dog show. Ghost and Elliott Smith? That's like asking for a side of sunshine with your existential dread. Did you spin a wheel of genres in an attempt to redefine eclectic, only to land on “confusion”? Combining glam rock with dark cabaret is a bold move, but you know what’s bolder? Not picking a single genre that doesn’t feel like a mood ring from a 2003 Hot Topic. And “Will Wood and the Tapeworms”? You may want to get that checked out; it sounds like something an ostentatious middle schooler would call their band when they’re really only playing at lunchtime for the free pizza. Look, I get it; we all go through phases. But your “Most Played” songs list looks like a mixtape made by a shipwrecked hipster trying desperately to impress a mermaid. You’ve got everything from Radiohead’s “No Surprises” to Dion's “Runaround Sue,” which makes my brain hurt almost as much as your desire to seem edgy with “Cure (VIVINOS - ALNST Original Soundtrack Part.7).” Seriously, that’s a track title longer than your last relationship. At this point, you’re just one sad acoustic tribute to a dead bird away from being a full-blown Spotify cliché. Get it together, Pinky.

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