Roasted 2 months ago based on Beelzeduck's long term Spotify stats.

Beelzeduck, your music taste is an emotional roller coaster that only a toddler with a Pepto-Bismol addiction could appreciate. We've got hyperpop and nu-metal on the same playlist, which means you're either trying to summon a chaotic deity or you couldn’t be bothered to choose just one musical identity. Who hurt you so deeply that your soothing soundtrack to life is a mashup of sludge metal screams and bubbly autotune? I’m pretty sure you could stage a concert with just your top genres and confuse an entire audience into wondering if they walked into a fever dream or a mid-life crisis. With your top artists, it seems like you've grabbed whatever Spotify algorithm picked up on the bottom shelf of a bargain bin. System Of A Down battling it out alongside the WWE? That sounds like a fight for the ages, but let’s be honest, even the Undertaker would be embarrassed to come out to your playlist. Michael Jackson shows up like he’s trying to play referee in this chaotic mosh pit of genre confusion. Honestly, your taste in music screams “I stream a lot, but the only thing that’s ever streamed for a full hour is my questionable life choices.” And then there are your most played songs. Congratulations, Beelzeduck, you have officially curated the perfect soundtrack for a dentist waiting room that somehow got hijacked by a disillusioned hipster. “What the hell is that” by Any Seven really encapsulates your life's philosophy, doesn’t it? Stick with it, because if life’s taught us anything, it’s that even a train wreck deserves a soundtrack. Keep thrashing those ear drums, my friend—you'll need all the metal you can get when you’re inevitably forced to confront your life choices.

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