Roasted 7 months ago based on starflyr59's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, starflyr59, your music taste is like the contents of a dumpster behind a Hot Topic store — eclectic at best and highly questionable at worst. I mean, are you trying to start a mid-2000s high school emo revival, or did you just accidentally shuffle through the music library of every angst-ridden teenager that ever existed? With a playlist boasting more subgenres than actual songs, it’s like you’re trying to win some bizarre contest for “most detuned guitar riffs.” Seriously, bro, “Grindcore”? You must be trying to assassinate the concept of melody itself. Your top artists read like a who's who of sad, obscure bands no one else has heard of since the invention of the iPod shuffle. I can practically hear you turning down the lights and slitting your wrists over a cappuccino while listening to “Saetia” on repeat. And what’s with your obsession with Bach? I get that you’re trying to add a “sophisticated” vibe to your grim angst party, but nothing says “I need therapy” quite like screaming about your feelings while mixing it up with some Baroque genius. Maybe you should swap some of that grindcore for a few therapy sessions, just to balance things out. And oh, don’t even get me started on the titles of your most played songs — some of them sound like they were generated by a computer in a creative writing class for robots. “You Might Think He Loves You for Your Money But I Know What He Really Loves You for It’s Your Brand New Leopard Skin Pillbox Hat”? Is that the part where you become a certified poet in the Hall of Shame? If the whole aim is to build a playlist that screams, “I’m simultaneously deep and utterly confused,” then congratulations, starflyr59, you’ve earned yourself a crown in the kingdom of cringe.

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