Roasted 10 months ago based on ⠀777's long term Spotify stats.

Welcome to the Spotify profile that screams "I cry in my room while listening to melodies that match my existential dread." "Ultraviolenced"? More like "UltraBoring." With a favorite genre like Slowcore, I can only assume you're a professional sad boy taking a clinical hiatus from personality. If your room is actually a bedroom pop studio, let's hope the only thing you're producing is a wave of uncontrollable yawns. Your top artists read like a Tinder profile for someone whose idea of a wild night includes highly introspective musings and the incessant need to make excuses for never going outside. Lana Del Rey and Daniel Caesar? Ah yes, the perfect soundtrack for an overzealous artsy Instagram feed, complete with filters that make it look like every day is a rainy Tuesday—because really, who needs sunshine when you've got "White Mustang" on repeat? I guess we should all just get used to this generation's version of heartache: the endless loop of ethereal heartbreak music that beautifully masks the fact that you can't actually have a conversation with anyone. And those most played songs? Why do I get the distinct feeling you're one heartbreak away from turning your living room into an art installation featuring framed prints of Billie Eilish’s sad expressions? Six songs by Lana Del Rey alone? If there was an Olympic event for wallowing in self-pity set to melancholic pop, you’d be the undisputed champion. So here's a thought: maybe switch it up a bit? You know, actually experience some joy and let your Spotify profile reflect that, or at least consider revising it to “ultra-stagnated.” Trust me, even your music deserves a glow-up!

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