Roasted 2 years ago based on els 𖤐's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Els, your Spotify profile is a glorious mess that sounds like a music festival thrown together by a group of senile hipsters. Your taste in genres looks like a list of the most dramatic phases anyone could have between puberty and full-blown cringe. “Permanent Wave”? What are we doing here, surfing on bad musical choices from the '80s? And calling "New Wave" a favorite while dabbling in “POV: Indie”—sweetheart, your playlists are as confused as your identity crisis. Your top artists read like a middle school study guide for an emotional breakdown. Twenty One Pilots and The Smiths are two halves of a sad sandwich served with a side of Oasis’ “Wonderwall” tears. And I can’t help but laugh picturing you banging your head to the Linkin Park while simultaneously questioning your life choices—like a goth who accidentally opted for a pop music life raft. It’s like you tried to create the perfect soundtrack for a teenage midlife crisis, but forgot to include actual talent. But the crown jewel of this trainwreck has to be your most played songs. “Cheri Cheri Lady?” Really, Els? Who hurt you, and how is this your emotional recovery playlist? And nothing says “I have my life together” like jamming to “Thrift Shop” while pretending that “A Bar Song (Tipsy)” is the soundtrack to your party life. Love, step away from the skip button—no one’s vibing on your musical choices unless they’re looking for a laugh. You’re out here trying to redefine taste, and darling, the only thing you’ve succeeded in redefining is “What not to listen to.”

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