Roasted 6 months ago based on Blight's long term Spotify stats.

Blight, your Spotify profile reads like the soundtrack for an identity crisis in progress. Are you trying to build the world's first emotive Christian folk K-Pop mashup, or just elucidating how many ways one can be simultaneously gloomy and wholesome? It's like someone took the angst of a teenager scribbling in their journal and added a side of “Hallelujah!” Seriously, I've seen less confused playlists at a middle school dance. Your top artists list is basically a hipster's bingo card combined with a desperate plea for validation. I mean, between Poppy and Jazz Emu, it's unclear whether you're seeking existential enlightenment or prepping for an unholy rave in your grandma's basement. And those most played songs? You sound like someone who said “Yes Please!” to life but forgot to ask for one that doesn’t make St. Peter throw you a pity party at the pearly gates. I guess we'll know just how it goes when you're attending heaven's open mic night in your "ritualistic" folk pop outfit. Honestly, you could probably compile a new genre called "Eternal Whine" and market it to every self-help podcast for listeners who just can’t let go. It’s like you’re trying to curate the best soundtrack for a three-day emotional eat-fest with vegan snacks. But hey, carry on Blight! Just remember, it’s not too late to switch to something a little less dramatic—like polka or early 2000s boy bands. After all, there are only so many layers of despair one can peel back before they start crying into their kale smoothie.

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