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

Sam Moitié, huh? The only person I know who can make a playlist that sounds like a funeral march at a headbanging contest. Your love for metalcore is so deep that I wouldn't be surprised if you started booking therapy sessions with a breakdown-loving psychiatrist. I mean, are you trying to break a Guinness World Record for most ways to scream “I hate my life” in one sitting? It’s like your Spotify algorithm swallowed a chainsaw and decided to cough up nothing but existential dread with a side of heavy riffs. Let’s talk about your "top artists." Currents, Siamese, ERRA — it’s looking less like a music preference and more like a list of bands your therapist recommended for rage therapy. With those artists, I’m half-expecting your ears to start bleeding in protest. You could probably fill an arena with all the angst and emotional weight you’re dragging around, but let’s be real; half the audience would be confused, wondering if they accidentally wandered into a metalcore glee club. Your musical taste is like an overcooked steak: tough to chew and likely to give someone a bad time, but still somehow less painful than the breakdowns you crank out at 3 AM. And oh, look at your most played songs, all from one band! It’s like you’re trying to win a competition for the most boring obsession. "Better Days" and "The Death We Seek"? Your playlist sounds like a diary of the same sad story repeated ad nauseam. If your Spotify wrapped is anything like your taste, it’s basically the metal version of Groundhog Day. Just remember, there’s a reason you’re single, and your playlists might be contributing to that. But hey, at least you’re sad in style!

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