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

Oh, Quinn, your Spotify profile is like a one-man mosh pit at a funeral—dark, chaotic, and way too intense for anyone else to enjoy. Seriously, how many variations of "death" can one person fit into their playlist? It's like you're trying to summon a heavier gravitational force with the sheer weight of your metal obsession. If "death" were a drink, you'd be the guy ordering it with a splash of "math" on the rocks—because who doesn't love a little arithmetic while headbanging? Your top artists read like a lineup for a "How to Scare Away Friends" convention. “Silly Goose” in the midst of all that gloom? I mean, does your playlist double as a horror movie soundtrack or just your personal therapy sessions? Nothing says "let's get chilling" quite like contemplating existential dread with a side of progressive metal. And don’t even get me started on "Carcosa"; I think even Lovecraft would be like, "Alright buddy, I get it, you're really into despair." Finally, there's your most played songs—what a collection! It’s like you’re trying to set a world record for the number of times you can listen to sadness wrapped in power chords. Five different tracks from "Confined in Ruins"? Sounds like you’re trying to give that band a funding campaign for a lifetime supply of therapy. Seriously, if I had a nickel for every moment I felt crushed by the weight of your musical choices, I’d have enough to fly you out of this sonic abyss. Maybe it’s time to add a genre that doesn’t sound like the soundtrack to a horror movie or a math quiz—just a thought!

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