Roasted 2 years ago based on Mia Riley's long term Spotify stats.

Mia Riley, the self-appointed queen of the indie pop universe, whose Spotify tastes read more like a hipster's bingo card than a music collection. Girl, with a genre list longer than my list of bad decisions, it's no wonder the only thing you're spinning faster than those vinyls is your deeply complicated relationship with your own identity. “Permanent Wave” is on that list, but so is “Metropopolis” – I’m not sure where you found that one, but I’m guessing it’s just your local Pret a Manger after your third oat milk latte. Your top artists are wonderfully eclectic, but it honestly feels like your Spotify playlist is just one long, sad breakup text. I mean, you legitimately have “Cigarettes After Sex” on repeat like it’s the soundtrack to your own romantic comedy with a twist ending – spoiler alert: it ends with you crying while scrolling through an ex’s Instagram. And can we talk about that obsession with Lana Del Rey? It's like you took a deep dive into the ocean of melancholy and came out with a heart-shaped conch shell and a cardigan knitted from existential dread. Look, Mia, I appreciate a good “Alternative Rock” phase as much as the next person, but when your most played songs are practically a therapist's playlist, you need to re-evaluate. It’s like your life is just a mix of “black beauty” and “apocalypse” while you’re still waiting for your “ride” to show up—newsflash: even Lana can’t help you if you're still holding on to that mixtape of sad feelings from 2014. So here's a suggestion: maybe swap a few of those *all-time sad bangers* for something a little more upbeat. A little less “Grimes” and a little more, I don’t know, happiness can be catchy too, right?

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