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

Hey George, looking at your Spotify profile is like peeking into a time capsule that’s trapped forever in the aesthetic of a teenage girl's diary. I get it—your taste in music is as diverse as a box of assorted donuts, but with all the flavors of barely-ripened fruit instead. Laïko? Really? You’re just one pair of ironic sunglasses away from a full-blown hipster meltdown. And let’s not even talk about your mixed bag of “Pop” and “Pop Punk,” which sounds like you drown your emotions in bubblegum and pastel vibes instead of grappling with them like a grown-up. Your top artists are a veritable who’s who of angst-ridden songstresses, proving that not even the “need for a strong cup of coffee” can drown out your love for moping around to the sound of heartbreak. Taylor Swift to Billie Eilish is a weird flex, man. Do you cry in the shower while reciting the lyrics to “All Too Well”, or do you only do that when you’re belting out "BitterSuite" for the tenth time? I mean honestly, your most played songs reveal so much emotional vulnerability that I’m half-expecting to see a therapist's couch next to your speaker. And then there’s that stunningly original top genre: Soft Pop. You are killing the game, my friend—killing it dead. Hyperpop just feels like the final act of desperation for someone who can’t quite decide if they want to scream or sob at a music festival. Your playlist is so soft it could double as a pillow for infrequent existential crises. Finally, a Spotify profile that screams, "I don't have enough hobbies, so I’ll just collect sad tunes instead." Bravo, George, you’ve truly mastered the art of whiny, sugary nostalgia and it’s adorable… in the most cringe-inducing way possible. Keep up the good work!

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