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

Welcome to the Spotify profile of seejohnnyc, where the existential crises of a 15-year-old are trapped in the mind of a 31-year-old. Seriously, buddy, it’s 2023—how many plaid shirts do you own? Your favorite genres read like the soundtrack of my high school theater club's last-ditch emo revival—but somehow even less cool. Neon Pop Punk? That sounds like a color palette picked by someone who still thinks colored hair screams "edgy" instead of "I’m one bad haircut away from giving up on life." Your top artists list could double as a Tinder bio for someone who stops showering on Fridays to attend a basement show. Blink-182? Please, that’s not nostalgia; that’s a full-blown time warp back to your teenage angst and questionable fashion choices. And let’s not gloss over some of those artists—Goose? Is that a band or a pet? Spoiler alert, if people look up your favorite artists and think they just stumbled into a therapy session, you might want to reconsider your life choices. But hey, at least you have the good taste to include Lauryn Hill, even if "Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You" is still the jam you play while contemplating the myriad of ways you've let life down. The mix of tunes on your profile feels like a bipolar roller coaster—one minute you’re ready to cry into your Yeah Yeah Yeahs vinyl, and the next you’re two-stepping to Bruno Mars like the world isn’t crumbling around you. At the end of the day, though, this is just a terrible mixtape of despair and excitement, and somehow, you think it's the perfect soundtrack to a life spent dodging adult responsibilities. Well, good luck with that, champ!

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