Roasted 11 months ago based on Nick Wright's long term Spotify stats.

Nick Wright, the musical equivalent of a midlife crisis in a thrift-store flannel shirt. Your playlist reads like the ultimate "I'm not sure who I am" mixtape, filled with enough ‘blues’ to make a funeral director weep. You’ve clearly been stuck in the 70s garage band scene longer than anyone knows how to explain. Dude, how far are you willing to take this nostalgia trip? Trading your car for a vintage tour van and entering the nearest farmer’s market as a local singer-songwriter isn't an actual career plan, you know. Your top artists list looks like you’ve Googled “What do hipsters who wear beanies and smoke organic cigarettes listen to?” Sure, B.B. King and Stevie Ray Vaughan are legends, but mixing them in with The Lumineers and Lake Street Dive is like pairing a fine wine with a cheap burger from a gas station. Is the ‘classic’ part of your music taste just a cover for the fact that you're still figuring out what a ‘southern rock’ actually is? It’s hard not to imagine you pulling out your guitar at awkward house parties, blasting blues rock while everyone awkwardly stares at each other, plotting their escape. And let’s talk about those most played songs. “The Mountain Is You”? I didn't know they made motivational jams for people who can’t decide between a breakdown and a breakdown. Bask in your delightful confusion of wailing lyrics and acoustic serenades as you implore girls named “Sienna” to love you back. You must have taken “Let’s get deep” way too seriously; or maybe you just can’t find enough songs to lament your romantic misadventures. Honestly, give it a rest, Nick; you’re not a tortured artist, you’re just one bad pun away from being a walking cliché.

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