Roasted 1 year ago based on Antarez's long term Spotify stats.

Antie, your Spotify profile reads like the soundtrack to a very specific kind of sad boy's college dorm room. With a smorgasbord of genres that range from "Shoegaze" to "Breakcore," I can't tell if you're curating music or just trying to make sure no one feels happy around you. You either want to wallow in self-pity for eternity, or you’re auditioning for the role of "most pretentious hipster" in an indie movie that, let’s be honest, would probably end with you in a depressed state over a lukewarm cup of kombucha. Your top artists could nicely fill a Spotify playlist called "Songs That Make You Question All Your Life Choices." With a lineup like Mindless Self Indulgence and Crystal Castles, it's like you tried to pick the least popular bands on your high school mixtape but came out sounding like you just want to relive every awkward phase of your youth. And let’s address the elephant in the room: the fact that your love for Car Seat Headrest is approaching a level usually reserved for obsessive fandoms like “Twilight” or “The Hunger Games.” Maybe it's time to explore more artists? Or are you just committed to living in your nostalgia bubble, sobbing into an oversized hoodie? And those song titles – seriously? “It’s Only Sex” and “Sober to Death” would be great for a therapy session's soundtrack, but for your life, they serve as the perfect metaphor. You play the same band’s songs so often that I half-expect your Spotify account to start trying to charge you a monthly therapy fee instead of a subscription. Get it together, Antie. Your profile is like a cry for help disguised as a music playlist, and at this point, I’m not sure if I should unfollow you or send you a care package with a few upbeat tracks and a lifetime supply of vitamin D.

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