Roasted 7 months ago based on c's long term Spotify stats.

Oh look, it’s c, the connoisseur of musical confusion! You’ve got a Spotify profile that reads like the soundtrack to a midlife crisis at a retirement home. With your top genres being a classic battle between the orchestral overindulgence of Beethoven and the surprising unearthly presence of Taiwanese pop, it's like you're trying to fight off boredom with a medley of historical excellence and cringe-worthy modernity. Who knew a single playlist could make someone feel like a pretentious art critic and a confused high schooler at the same time? Your top artists truly reflect your “diverse” taste. The Berliner Philharmoniker and the Wiener Philharmoniker must be collectively rolling in their graves, wondering how they became background music to the cringe-fest that is “emails I can’t send” by Sabrina Carpenter. And let’s not forget that one moment every morning when you think, “I need to pump up the glam rock,” only to awkwardly transition from Queen to Jack Black's 'Steve's Lava Chicken.' Nothing screams "eclectic" quite like a love for both celestial symphonies and a man simulating a chicken-themed power ballad! And don’t even get me started on that “Hymne à l'amour (Live aux Jeux Olympiques de Paris 2024).” Sorry to break it to you, c, but that song won’t save you from being the human equivalent of a confused emoji. You’ve built a playlist that feels like a mixtape you’d give to your therapist—just a load of emotional chaos that somehow includes French pop, opera, and the palpable desperation to be liked. Embrace it, darling; being a musical dumpster fire is an art too!

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