Roasted 2 years ago based on raye ؛ ଓ's long term Spotify stats.

Oh look, it's Raye, the ultimate embodiment of an existential crisis wrapped in a Spotify profile. With a list of favorite genres that reads like the top picks for an indie film festival that nobody asked for, you manage to make every music scene sound like a high school drama club audition. I mean, "Permanent Wave"? Really? The only wave you're riding is the wave of regret after trying to explain your love for emo pop to your grandma. Maybe instead of expanding your genres, you should consider condensing them down to, "I like music that makes me cry." Your top artists list is like a game of “Name That Sub-Genre,” where you somehow managed to lose. LE SSERAFIM and Mom Jeans? Congrats! You’re officially the musical equivalent of the "They’re still figuring it out" section of a dating app. Just admit it; you live for the thrill of enjoying artists who all sound like they either just suffered a breakup or wrote a long, dramatic poem about trees. Next time you’re posting about Mitski, remember, you’re not being deep, you’re just low-key auditioning for angsty teenage poet of the year. And those top-played songs? It’s as if you decided to curate an emotional rollercoaster without any safety straps or a seatbelt. “Tears Over Beers”? Sounds like the soundtrack to your last Saturday night spent sobbing into your drink because your favorite indie band wasn't as angsty as your feelings—what a shocker! Just a word of advice: it might be time to take a break from the playlist that’s dragging you further into the abyss and switch it up. Maybe consider genres that celebrate happy experiences, like polka, or even something adventurous, like silence.

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