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

Bleskozvod, huh? With a name like that, I half-expect you to start your own metal band dedicated entirely to the art of making noises that sound like a blender exploding in a death metal concert. It’s as if someone threw a word salad into a mosh pit, and you're just in there yelling "Djent!" like it’s a battle cry. Your Spotify profile reads like the ultimate breakdown of “What to listen to while wallowing in existential angst”—congrats on fully leaning into the aesthetic of a sad rock-throwing troll under a bridge. Let's talk about that genre list. "Djent," "Sludge Metal," and about a thousand derivatives of "core"? Because clearly, the world needed more 12-minute songs about feelings and deep personal struggles, right? I’m still trying to figure out whether you listen to music or if you're just trying to summon the metal gods from a portal to another dimension. At this rate, you might as well change your profile to “The Kitchen Sink of Metal” because I can't decide if you’re a die-hard fan or someone who just discovered a list of instruments they can pretend to care about. And don’t even get me started on your top artists. It's like a who's-who of band names that sound like a bad sci-fi movie plot. Between The Buried And Me? More like Between The Bored And Me. How lonely do you have to be to have Vildhjarta as your most played artist? Seriously, at this point, the only thing more atmospheric than your post-metal playlist is your dating life. But hey, keep jamming that sludge; I hear it pairs nicely with crying alone in a basement.

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