Roasted 1 month ago based on Reece's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Reece, look at you trying to mix indie rock with Christian alternative rock like it’s some sort of holy grail of musical taste. Newsflash: The only person who cries when they hear Coldplay is the same one who thinks praying in a crowded coffee shop counts as social interaction. Your playlist is so mellow, even a kitten would go, “Dude, can you pump it up a little?” If your Spotify profile were a person, it would be that friend at the party who stands in the corner sipping herbal tea, claiming it’s “just for the vibes.” And honestly, what’s with the genre salad? “Chillwave”? “Vaporwave”? You’ve got more waves than a beach on a summer day, yet your taste says you've only ever ridden the kiddie wave pool. The eclecticism reads like you’re trying way too hard to be unique, but instead, you ended up being a sad mixtape made by someone desperately seeking validation at a coffee shop open mic night. Get ready, because I can already hear the melodramatic strumming of your guitar as you lament about your existential crisis while the rest of us just want to turn up Lil Wayne. And those top songs, Reece? Honestly, it’s a wonder the world hasn't declared a state of emergency with how much “Wild Cub” is taking up your playlist. It's like your ears have taken a solemn vow to only listen to artists who sound like they've been slicing onions in their mom’s basement—and the tears are palpable. I mean, “Waiting for the End” by Linkin Park? More like waiting for you to discover a real bass line and actually pay someone to remix your Spotify into something that doesn’t sound like a really depressing soundtrack for a bad indie film. Keep fighting the good fight, buddy, but let’s admit—your profile reads like the soundtrack of a person's life who’s still Googling, “How to be cool.”

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