Roasted 2 years ago based on Carolyn Zhang's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Carolyn, a pop-loving, bedroom-jamming enigma straight out of a Gen Z social media artist's wet dream. Your Spotify profile reads like a teenage diary entry combined with an exceptionally detailed grocery list for a hipster café. I mean, “Norwegian Indie”? How pretentious can you get? Let’s face it—your music taste is the auditory equivalent of a pastel-colored wall in a thrift store. Just a whole lot of cliché vibes desperately trying to convince us you’re deep, while actually you’re just awash in the sea of mainstream melancholia. Your top artists look like a sad lineup for a high school talent show. If “girl in red” had a dollar for every play you’ve given her, she’d be able to afford therapy for the emotional damage you're probably inflicting on her classic identity crisis with your fixation. And what’s up with the repetition? Do you have a bet to see how many times you can spin the same sad pop songs? Your “most played” list reads like a Spotify session trying to cope with an existential crisis; congratulations on being the poster child for indecisive heartbreak. And let’s take a moment to appreciate your inconspicuous obsession with “October” and “girls” being explored in various sad, genius ways by the same artist. I get it, you’re trying to weather the storm of your teenage angst and existential dread, but there are only so many ways to say “send help” with a catchy chorus before we realize you might actually need a therapist rather than just a Spotify subscription. Please, for the love of all things catchy, diversify your playlist before “girl in red” files a restraining order on you!

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!