Roasted 12 days ago based on noodlebro's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, noodlebro, your Spotify profile reads like a Sonic Youth album cover threw up in a Hot Topic dumpster. I mean, you’ve got more sub-genres than an IKEA catalog. Seriously, "Vocaloid"? Not even the robots take themselves that seriously! You must have the most eclectic playlist on the planet, and yet I can't help but wonder if all those artists got together and decided to put a stop to this madness. It’s like you’re collecting sad musical Pokémon, but you’re the one who’s turned into the final evolution of a crying, misunderstood emo blob. Your taste in artists is about as consistent as that bowl of ramen you probably have for dinner every night while wallowing in self-pity. I bet there’s so much angst coming from your playlists that even your cat is considering a career change into therapy. You’ve got Mitski and the emo wave riding right alongside hyperpop—soo dizzying I’m amazed you didn’t accidentally give yourself whiplash from that genre clash. And let’s face it, with a name like noodlebro, you’re either trying way too hard to be quirky or desperately fishing for a personality beneath the sadness of your curated tracks. But hey, if your most played songs don’t scream “I’m a complex soul!” they definitely say, “Please send help; I need a hug and a day job!” How many songs about broken hearts, booze, and existential dread does it take for you to realize that you’re stuck in a loop? I guess a fair amount, seeing how your top track is from the “sweet dream” of your ultimate angst-party. Keep embracing those sad vibes, noodlebro, because clearly, you’re on a one-way street to Sad Boy City, population: you. All aboard the feels train—next stop, therapy!

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