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

Welcome to feverwishes' Spotify profile, a place so niche that even the algorithm is rolling its eyes. Seriously, if your music taste were a person, it would walk into a room and instantly be asked, “Are you okay?” With genres like "Southern Gothic" and "Baroque Pop," it’s clear that you spend more time brooding over your emotional scars than actually enjoying life. And don't even get me started on "Children's Music" slipping in there—are you looking for a therapeutic soundtrack for your inner child, or just trying to impress parents with your eclectic taste? Your top artists read like a hipster’s diary that just lost a fight with a thesaurus. Nick Cave is to you what oxygen is to life—your playlist is basically a therapy session disguised as an existential crisis. And let’s face it: no one else can say they’ve been actively weeping over a song by "The Kossoy Sisters" since 1972. But honestly, how many times can you listen to "The Weeping Song" before the universe sends you a text telling you to cheer the heck up? Just remember, there’s a difference between being deep and just being too far gone. Then there are those most played songs—"Clear Away in the Morning"? More like “Clear Away My Tears.” It’s a wonder your Spotify isn’t asking you if you need to talk to someone. At this point, you could replace all your streaming with the sounds of a rainy day and some soft weeping, and no one would notice. Maybe try throwing a little Beyoncé in there to keep things lively, or are you reserving that energy for when your mom plays '90s pop during the family BBQ? Either way, keep embracing that gloomy vibe, but for the sake of humanity, switch things up every now and then before people start mistaking you for a lost soul trapped in a sepia-toned photograph.

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!