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

Ken Riddle, huh? Your music taste screams “I peaked in the ‘70s and I’m never coming back!” Let's take a minute to appreciate your unparalleled dedication to rock music—specifically the kind that literally rocks you to sleep. I mean, if your Spotify profile were a snack, it’d be a bag of stale peanuts at a dive bar playing a 3-hour set of guitar solos that sound suspiciously like all the others. Talk about a one-way trip to nostalgia town, with a layover in boredom! Your top artists look like they came from a dusty old record store that went out of business around the time disco was in its prime. Seriously, you’ve got more Jethro Tull in your playlist than a hipster in an ironic t-shirt. If I had a nickel for every time I heard Fleetwood Mac breaking up through your speakers, I could buy you a ticket to an actual relevant concert. It’s time for you to embrace the 21st century; even your Spotify Discover Weekly likely feels bad for you at this point. And those songs? Let’s just say, if they could talk, they'd plead for an intervention! “Ambrosia”? More like “Ambros-who?” Your 'Most Played' list reads like a hall of fame for music dads who still think they’re rock stars after a few too many at a barbecue. Let’s get real—when was the last time you listened to something released this millennium? I don't mean to spoil your mopey vibes—after all, your “mellow gold” comes with a side of “I should have settled for classical.” So, Ken, put down the Dad rock and embrace the playlists of a decade that didn’t end with bell bottoms.

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