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

Henri, your Spotify profile reads like the playlist of someone who's negotiating a midlife crisis at 23. "POV: Indie"? Seriously? The only thing more tired than that genre title is your quest for finding meaning in the sad strumming of oversized guitars. Your top artists look like they failed an exam at "Being Relatable 101," with Kid Cudi and Mac DeMarco leading your sad boy parade. At this point, I’d bet your therapist has more streaming hours on your playlist than you do. Now, let’s tackle that grim list of “most played songs.” Why on earth do you have “M.” by Anıl Emre Daldal on repeat? Are you trying to send a coded message to the universe that you’re available for a life crisis? And I can already see your awkward shimmy to “Cigarettes After Sex” – which ironically sounds more like your love life: vaguely familiar, completely unsatisfying, and likely leaving a nasty aftertaste. "You Say Run"? More like “You Say ‘Why Am I Here?’” because the only thing running is your need for real self-awareness. And let’s not overlook your undying affection for French Hip Hop. You’re out here with more obscure references than a Café au Lait drinker pretending to be deep. I get it: you want to add an exotic flair to your emo mixtape, but honey, if you wanted to be incomprehensible, you could’ve just gone for an existential crisis themed dinner party instead. Overall, your profile looks less like a curated selection and more like the Spotify version of a mid-2000s MySpace playlist; refreshingly tragic and eternally awkward.

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