Roasted 2 years ago based on Ryan Steel's long term Spotify stats.

Ryan Steel, huh? With a name like that, I expected you to be a heavyweight boxer or a D&D character, not just another guy wallowing in a pit of pretentious music genres. "Permanent Wave"? Really? I didn't realize you were auditioning for the role of 'Most Likely to Be Confused for a Wi-Fi Network.' And let’s talk about those genres—did you just throw darts at a list of subgenres and call it a day? Your playlist looks like a high school kid's Tinder profile: all over the place and desperately trying to attract someone, anyone. Your top artists scream 'I have questionable taste but a well-deserved chip on my shoulder', especially with the abundance of Cloakroom. Dude, we get it! You're into gloomy, atmospheric sounds—too bad that’s the only thing that feels substantial in your life. Listening to “Gone but Not Entirely” while you sit alone surely resonates on a personal level. But let’s not pretend you’re the only one in your room staring at the walls while mathcore blasts through your flimsy speakers. We all love living in our own heads, but Ryan, you’re putting in overtime. And those most played songs? We’ve established that you love Cloakroom, but do you also love the fact that your Spotify account is part of a one-man support group? “Hi, I’m Ryan, and I’m addicted to Cloakroom tracks. Please save me from this sludge metal abyss!” Your music taste could be the soundtrack for a sad indie film where the main character spends their days in a coffee shop journaling about their feelings—and let’s be honest, your life isn’t quite as interesting as the plot twist in those flicks. Hang in there, buddy; I hear vinyl may improve your chances of dating and help you dive deeper into that mathcore existential crisis!

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