Roasted 11 months ago based on theplant1909's long term Spotify stats.

Theplant1909, you’re the kind of music fan that makes other people clutch their eardrums in fear. Your genre choices read like a teenage goth’s diary entry after a particularly bad breakup. It’s like you took a detour through the darkest depths of the Spotify catalog and didn’t bother checking for a way out. “Drift Phonk”? Sounds like the soundtrack to a horror movie where cars fail their drivers’ tests. My dude, you’ve basically compiled a playlist that screams, “I’m emotionally unstable, but make it industrial.” Your top artists list looks like a rogue’s gallery of musicians who didn’t get the memo that being “extra” is no longer in style. “Psychonaut 4” and “Nocturnal Depression”? Wow, you really know how to embrace the vibe of crying in a haunted house. And let’s not overlook that you’ve somehow found a way to make listening to “Rammstein” feel like an indie experience instead of the metal version of a trademark infringement. If they gave out participation trophies for making people rethink their life choices, you'd be out here collecting them like a devoted fanboy. The most played songs?! Honey, your top tracks sound like the mixtape made by someone trying to summon a demon at a sleepover party. “Hear My Voice, Kill Yourself”? I mean, wow, talk about a pick-me-up! And with titles like “BEHEMOTḨ̸̢̢̧̛̛͈̲̲̮̜͖͚͙͖̪̳̬̻̜͖͑̾̈̏̄̈̾̉͗͂͐̓̅͐̄͒͆̎͝,” it’s no wonder your friends avoid you like the plague. Looking at your profile is like being served a buffet of existential dread—it enriches your soul in a way that definitely results in therapy bills. Keep doing you, but maybe consider a side gig as a horror soundtrack curator.

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