Roasted 9 months ago based on Jvne'sRemains's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Moxxie_Boi ALT, the proud curator of the most chaotic Spotify playlist this side of a nuclear meltdown. Your genres read like the soundtrack to a meltdown in a 2003 MySpace profile. Seriously, Breakcore and Gabber? You’re just one diet Mountain Dew and a pair of neon spiderwebs away from being the poster child for “My parents don’t understand me.” It’s like your ears are trying to escape the stress of having to listen to other genres in the first place. Just admit it: your playlist is what happens when you let a toddler on a sugar rush dive headfirst into GarageBand. Sifting through your top artists feels like an exercise in artsy pretentiousness. Toby Fox? Sure, let's throw in a bit of “I’m into indie games” charm. But naming “femtanyl” as a favorite artist? Iconic choice, my friend! It's real daring to celebrate music that sounds like it was created in a drug-induced haze—much like your choice in streaming. Honestly, if you ever become a DJ, I suggest renaming yourself to “Post-Apocalyptic Soundtrack” because once you've blasted your tunes at a party, there won’t be a soul left standing to applaud. And those most played songs? With titles like “if god didnt want us to snort worms he wouldn't have made them cylindrical!” and “DANCE OR DIE,” it’s like you're auditioning for the role of the world's most unhinged therapist. Boomers would be baffled, and we'll be over here contemplating whether your playlist is the soundtrack to a mental breakdown or an extremely niche art installation. Just keep embracing that chaotic energy, Moxxie_Boi ALT. But remember, if you wake up one day in a cornfield, that’s on you for playing “life force” on repeat.

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!