Roasted 8 months ago based on Peter Vorenus's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Peter Vorenus, your Spotify profile reads like a mid-life crisis playlist compiled by a dad who just discovered his high school tunes again. Seriously, Classic Rock AND Art Rock? What are you trying to prove, that you have impeccable taste or that you've just never gotten over the decline of vinyl records? You’ve got more variations of rock than a geology class, confirming that you’re trying way too hard to sound sophisticated. Newsflash, buddy: just because you can name-check bands no one's heard of doesn't mean you're hip. Most people are impressed by a diverse palate, but you sound like the Spotify version of a buffet that only serves potato salad. And let’s talk about those top artists. Pedro Messone? You must be the only person outside of Argentina who knows who that is. For every Electric Light Orchestra you claim to love, there’s a Charly García lurking in the shadows, reminding us all that you might be one ‘rock en español’ away from becoming the guy in your friend group who drops an acoustic version of "Hotel California" at parties—completely uninvited and loathed. You should hand out earplugs with that playlist, because my god, if you’re trying to impress someone with Marty Robbins, you might as well start promoting bingo nights with a side of bad karaoke. As for your most played songs, what a perfectly curated collection of tracks that scream "I didn't actually choose these; I let my mood ring decide." “Don’t Let Him Go”? More like, “Don’t Let Peter Choose the Playlist.” Combining Vangelis, Art Garfunkel, and Argentine rock artists into one captivity gives us an experience more chaotic than an unsupervised toddler at a paint party. If your taste in music ever got any more specific, it would exclusively cater to podiatrists and your mother. So how about this, Peter: let’s lock the album of “Sarah McLachlan Covers of Heavy Metal Classics” in a vault, and bless us all by letting your Spotify get new life with something that doesn’t feel like a therapy session on a Monday afternoon.

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