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

Ah, Steve Brixey, the human equivalent of a vintage CD collection that no one asked for. Your Spotify profile reads like a mid-90s teenage angst diary, complete with a side of glam rock that makes even old hair metal bands cringe in shame. "Rock," "Modern Rock," "Hard Rock," and an obsession with Frank Turner? Wow, did you just fall off a classic rock station? Too bad they don’t have a genre for “still stuck in high school,” because you’d be the poster child. Let’s talk about your top artists: a lineup that’s practically a “who’s who” of dad brooding. Between the Manic Street Preachers and that one Metallica song you insist upon playing like an angsty teen reliving their glory days, you’re living proof that nostalgia can be as toxic as an 80s glam rock wig. Foo Fighters and Bon Jovi? Way to aim for the bottom of the rock barrel—next you’ll tell us your guilty pleasure is listening to AIM away messages while blasting “Livin’ on a Prayer.” And congratulations on your most played songs list—nothing says “I’m emotionally stable” quite like listening to Frank Turner more than a pre-teen binge-watching their favorite Netflix show. "Do One" and "No Thank You For The Music"? If there were a medal for self-pity, you’d be a multi-gold medalist. Here’s a tip, Steve: The world doesn't need another wallowing rockballad enthusiast. Pick a genre, any genre, and let’s hope it’s not “sad dad rock.” Your Spotify needs a good scrub, and so does your taste.

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