Roasted 3 months ago based on Jill Burri May's long term Spotify stats.

Jill Burri May, your Spotify profile is like a quirky thrift store: a chaotic hodgepodge of questionable choices that only make sense to you. I mean, "New Wave," "Darkwave," and "Madchester"? It’s as if you threw a dart at a musical glossary from the '80s while blindfolded and hoped for the best. And let’s talk about "Norwegian pop"; if your musical taste gets any more niche, you might as well start a podcast on the haunting sounds of mourning frogs from the wetlands of Norway. Your top artists read like the lineup for an indie music recovery group. Depeche Mode? More like Depeche Hoard, because your taste is cluttered with artists that peaked before most of us had our first crush. And come on, The Chainsmokers? The only thing they should be "closer" to is a therapy session for making us listen to their tracks at every club ever. It's like you’re trying to turn your Spotify into a time capsule of every slightly embarrassing phase you had from adolescence to now. Also, shout out to your most played songs, which sound more like a list of ingredients for a midlife crisis smoothie. “Let the Night Fall” is the perfect theme for someone who's had their shoulder pads stuck in the past and refuses to part ways with their dance floor dreams. Meanwhile, "A Good Song Never Dies" clearly doesn’t apply here, considering that your picks are the aural equivalent of screaming, “I peaked in high school!” So here’s to you, Jill; may your taste evolve faster than your ever-growing collection of plaid flannel shirts!

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