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

Mate, your Spotify profile is like a mid-2000s MySpace page vomited all over itself and then decided to have an identity crisis. Seriously, how many different types of "metal" do you need to list before someone questions your taste in music? With more sub-genres under your belt than a confused octopus has arms, it's no wonder no one invites you to parties. I can practically hear you yelling, "But have you heard this underground nu metal band from Kazakhstan?" between obligatory eye-rolls. And let’s talk about your top artists: Metallica, Pantera, and Slipknot? Oof. With a lineup like that, I half-expect you to show up in a black hoodie, reciting "Teenage Dirtbag" while pretending to headbang in a 7-Eleven. Your taste is so aggressive that I imagine your blood pressure rises to Dubstep levels whenever a Taylor Swift song comes on. Let's face it— you’re just a single misstep from a full-blown identity meltdown. Remember, there are other styles of music out there; the world of fun and happiness awaits beyond your barricade of aggression. Now, to your most played songs: it's a playlist designed for when you inevitably spiral into existential dread. The only thing more predictable than your obsession with "Engine No. 9" will be your cry for help when you realize you've become the poster child for angst issues and bad haircuts. Listening to "Buried Alive" alone in your mom's basement is the mark of a real-life horror story in the making. You, my friend, have mastered the art of melodrama—congratulations on becoming the living embodiment of a 17-year-old's diary. So, how about a little diversification next time? You might actually end up enjoying it!

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!