Roasted 2 months ago based on Micabb's long term Spotify stats.

Micabb, your Spotify profile reads like the ultimate hipster bingo card—seriously, if jangle pop and bossa nova had a love child, it would still be less confused than your musical identity. One minute you’re screaming into the void with Limp Bizkit and the next, you’re sipping espresso while swaying to Fairuz. Do you even know what you want? It’s like your playlist is on a first-name basis with existential dread and has a side of confusion—like, are you here for a mosh pit or a quiet candlelit evening? Let’s talk about your top artists. The B-52's? Congratulations, you’re two steps away from sporting a neon wig and a mismatched outfit. And Mitski? We get it, you’ve got feelings. But how do you go from The Cure’s moody melodies to “Break Stuff” like you’re at a Limp Bizkit concert? Your music taste is less cohesive than a toddler’s crayon drawing. I half-expect to find a track by the Seagulls from Finding Nemo lurking in there for good measure—perfectly reflecting the chaos of your eclectic choices. And wow, your most played songs list could be featured on a "How to Improvise Your Therapy Session" guide. A Broadway cast recording next to Green Day? You must have the emotional range of a soap opera. Nobody needs to know how deeply you feel through a soundtrack that rivals my worst nightmares. Honestly, the only thing more confusing than your musical tastes is who you think you're going to impress with this jumbled mess. Step it up, Micabb; the only riot here is the one your music is throwing in my brain!

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!