Roasted 10 months ago based on Richard Breakspear's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Richard Breakspear, the king of pretentious playlists! Your taste in music reads like a hipster's cry for help; I mean, “Witch House”? Are you trying to summon spirits or just audience members who will tolerate your karaoke nights? It’s a wonder your Spotify has enough data to hold all that obscure nonsense. I can picture you confidently cruising around town in your vintage car, blasting "Deathrock" while solemnly pondering the existential crisis of your music choices—congratulations, you’ve officially made sadness a genre! You seriously think your love for synthpop and darkwave positions you in a cool subculture, don’t you? Newsflash: most people your age have moved on from that angsty phase. “Fever Ray” and “Mr. Kitty” might as well be your fairy godparents—turning your basic life into an ongoing, melodramatic music video no one asked for. And with your top artist list resembling the soundtrack for a David Lynch film, I can’t help but wonder if your actual social life exists underneath all those layers of industrial beats and synths. Spoiler: it doesn’t. Lastly, let’s talk about your most played songs. “I Choose Love” by CATBEAR? Sounds like your dating life is as exciting as waiting for paint to dry. And “Last Train To Trancentral”? With those repeated listens, I'm guessing you still haven’t figured out how to catch that train. But hey, at least your Spotify profile is impressive. It perfectly encapsulates your vibe: deeply misunderstood poet meets sad clown. Keep embracing that tragic charm, Richard; after all, someone needs to fill the void left by everyone else enjoying music that doesn't require a sardonic professor to dissect.

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