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

Oh look, it’s Oo, the musical embodiment of walking through a graveyard at midnight – except even the ghosts are begging you to stop playing your playlist. Your taste in music is so dark and obscure that I half-expect to see you creeping around in the shadows wearing a cloak, sipping on a blackcurrant smoothie while reciting Edgar Allan Poe. Cold wave? More like frigid wave; you’ve curated a playlist that’s colder than the reception you get when telling others about your "charming" interests. And what’s with your top artists? It’s as if you found a list of people who were never invited to a party and decided to adopt them as your personal superheroes of gloom. “Lebanon Hanover” and “Rammstein” – if that’s a combo you’re proud of, then may I suggest getting a therapist and a glowstick to help you exorcise that broodiness? Your obsession with Gregorian chants is inspiring; no really, it takes skill to turn what should be peaceful into something that sounds like an exorcism in a haunted monastery. Let’s talk about those most played songs, shall we? “Poison Tree” by Grouper? You’d be better off playing a nursery rhyme on repeat—it’d be more uplifting. And don’t even get me started on that Stalinist choir; it’s like you thought, “What’s the most depressing thing I can listen to while standing alone in my basement?” Just remember, it’s okay to enjoy your “deathrock,” but maybe invest in a few tracks that could lift you out of that existential crisis you so clearly relish. Here’s hoping a peppy pop tune comes around to drag you back into the light!

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