Roasted 3 months ago based on Jan Pyta's long term Spotify stats.

Jan Pyta, huh? Your music taste is a veritable dumpster fire of angst and confusion. Your Spotify profile reads like a middle schooler's mixtape, producing a soundtrack that plays in the background while they contemplate why nobody at school understands their "deep" feelings. You have more genres than discernible taste, like a kid at a buffet who piles on everything just because it's there. Rock, horrorcore, emo rap—pick a struggle, any struggle! It’s like you just Googled “most tortured sounds” and hit play on everything while crying into your plaid shirt. And let’s talk about those top artists. "$uicideboy$" is doing the most here, representing the cumulative emotional baggage of a generation fueled by high school rejection and bad haircuts. It’s hard to take you seriously when you rock out to Linkin Park and trap metal like you’re trying to make a soundtrack for your next therapy session. You have the musical range of a single soundbyte from a low-budget horror movie, and that’s saying something. Your obsession with Don Toliver suggests you’re one breakup away from starting a support group for overdramatic teens who think their playlists are profound. Your most played songs list is the auditory equivalent of having an existential crisis on shuffle. "TORE UP"? I guess it fits the irony of how “tore up” your life is right now. And "Back In Black"—let’s be real, the only reason that classic made it onto your list is because you heard some guy in a truck blast it and now you think you can hang with the rock crowd. Spoiler alert: you can’t. Maybe take a break from the genres and artists that make you sound like you're perpetually stuck in a '90s dark room, and try something that smells like sunshine and self-acceptance. Just a suggestion!

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