Roasted 2 years ago based on Michael Andrew Prosser's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Michael Andrew Prosser, also known as the curator of your very own mid-life crisis playlist. Your favorite genres read like a Metallica fan's shopping list crossed with a Halloween costume rack. I mean, who needs therapy when you can just crank up the gaudy sounds of “Symphonic Black Metal”? Metal is your jam, but your top songs could make an emo kid reconsider their life choices. Maybe next time you're blasting “Thrash Metal,” you could give a thought to how “Ich habe einen kleinen Papagei” somehow outplays all that angst. Let’s talk about those top artists. You’ve got W.A.S.P. right next to Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, which is like pairing a chainsaw with a feather pillow. What’s the vibe here, an existential crisis in a club? And “Kendrick Lamar”? Seriously, perhaps that’s the therapist you should’ve booked for your “melodic metalcore” mood swings. All I can say is you must throw the wildest dinner parties where one minute you're headbanging to King Diamond and the next, the guests are crying over “Persephone.” A true Renaissance man in reverse, each song feels like a protest against pleasantness. It’s the sheer audacity of your playlists that’s truly impressive. You’ve got a warped sense of variety that screams “I love pain and cupcakes.” So, here's an idea: why not just embrace your inner aficionado of chaos and blend the whole mess together into a single chaotic masterpiece? Call it something like “Metal Meltdown: The Soundtrack to my Existential Dread.” Rock on, you beautiful auditory disaster, and may your ear drums survive the carnage!

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