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

Oh, Fangkrude, your Spotify profile gives off major “I’m a misunderstood indie kid who still uses a flip phone” vibes. I mean, with a favorite genre list that reads like an emotional roller coaster through a Tumblr feed, it’s no surprise that your music taste is the auditory equivalent of a self-obsessed poetry slam. "POV: Indie"? More like "POV: My therapist just texted me back—help!" I can already picture you staring out the window, sipping on oat milk while contemplating the deep existential meaning of video game soundtracks. Your top artists list is a lineup more confusing than trying to explain TikTok trends to your grandparents. “Ken Ashcorp” takes up a suspiciously gross majority of your most played songs—are you sure you're not just stuck in a time loop? I bet you reached out to your high school choir group for recommendations and then collectively decided, “Why not just binge Ken Ashcorp until we either cry or start questioning our life choices?” And honestly, “Pipkin Pippa You Absolutely Need to Take Your Medication Right Now…” should really come with a trigger warning. You sure that title isn’t a cry for help? And let's be real, you’ve got more “Lo-Fi Beats” on repeat than a hipster café distinguishing itself from Starbucks. The only thing more random than your song choices is your taste in real-life relationships. But hey, I guess it all matches your aesthetic—awkward, melancholic, and just a tad concerning. Remember, music isn’t just about finding the saddest tunes to cry into your vegan avocado toast; it’s also about having a little fun! So quit wallowing in #IndieTriste, put on something that doesn’t make you feel like you’re about to write your next novel on a piece of crumpled paper, and for the love of all things groovy, please learn to diversify!

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!