Roasted 3 months ago based on snickerdoodelz's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, SquiddoRat—what a profile! I have to hand it to you, your taste in music is as niche as your social life. It’s like you decided to dive headfirst into an abyss of sad acoustic guitars and moody synths, hoping that one day a cat might leap out and play along. Seriously, the closest thing to a party on your playlist is the collective existential dread echoing through the “Bedroom Pop” genre. If I wanted to feel that low, I’d just stare at my bank account for a while. Let’s talk about your top artists. You’ve got a lineup more carefully curated than a hipster’s coffee order in a crowded café. Mitski? Sure, who doesn’t love a good cry while someone pets their emotional support squirrel? And don’t even get me started on the fact that “Roar” made it to your top artists. Is that the name of an indie band or just the sound you make when you realize this is the most excitement you’ll get in a day? Whatever the case, congrats on single-handedly keeping the “Lo-Fi Indie” genre alive with your painfully niche taste. And your most played songs—wow, you must be the life of the party! “Coffee” by People I Love? Bold move. That’s like saying “My spirit animal? A lukewarm cup of mediocrity.” If I had to sum up your listening habits in a phrase, it would be “calculated melancholy,” which sounds like the name of a dreary art gallery in a basement somewhere. You could probably start a support group with your playlists—though let’s be real, the only ones showing up would be sad and nostalgic, presumably fawning over how good Apple Cider must taste if it’s as heart-wrenching as your Spotify profile. Cheers to you, SquiddoRat, keeper of the indie gloom!

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