Roasted 12 days ago based on An's long term Spotify stats.

Oh An, your Spotify profile reads like a manifesto for a midlife crisis in a suburban basement. You’ve got enough rock in there to make the Grand Canyon jealous, but the only thing heavier than your playlist is the weight of your nostalgia. It’s no wonder the algorithm hates you—your musical taste is stuck in a time warp, circling back to the same grunge track like a moth to a flame, but guess what? That flame has burned out, and your taste in genres is about as diverse as a rock festival with only three bands. You’ve got a top artist list that screams "Guy Who Won't Leave High School," with Bryan Adams awkwardly sandwiched between the gods of rock, like a bad joke at a funeral. Let’s be real: it’s as if you joined a band named “The Aging Hipsters” and dedicated every song to flannel shirts and existential dread. And guess what? Still no one is showing up to your house parties, but keep rocking out to that ‘greatest hits of angst’ playlist for one—because obviously, no one else is willing to suffer through the same traumatic teenage feelings. It’s charming how committed you are to the dead rock scene, but you might want to consider branching out just a tad. I mean, who knew “Doom Metal” actually had a fanbase outside of the dark corners of the internet reserved for people making homemade sarcophagi? You’re clinging to the ghosts of rock’s past like they owe you money. So here’s a wild idea: maybe add a splash of something contemporary, or God forbid, listen to some pop! Your Spotify account isn’t a time capsule—it’s more like a relic for what not to do in music. Rock on, but maybe also rock off a bit into the 21st century!

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