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

Oh Antoine, your Spotify profile reads like the soundtrack to a 1970s artsy coffee shop that never quite made it. With more smooth jazz than a saxophone convention, it’s no wonder you can’t find a date—you’ve curated a playlist perfect for lulling even the most adventurous soul into a state of utter confusion. Bossa Nova? Brazilian Jazz? You better hope your Spotify’s algorithm isn’t crying for help while you're vibing out to your collection of “music your dad probably loves.” Your top artists sound like a hipster’s wet dream, filled with names that only the most dedicated Wikipedia searches would uncover. Luiz Bonfá? Really? The only thing more obscure than your top picks might be the way your friends manage to dodge your invitations to hang out. And let me just say, "Stupeflip" sounds like a major prerequisite for a therapy session. That’s right—one listen and I’d need a group hug while questioning all of my life choices. And don’t even get me started on your most played songs. With titles like “Pra Que Chorar” and “Bernard's Song (Il n'est de nulle part)”, you’re basically setting the mood for a film where the main character laments over an unrequited love while enjoying a strong herbal tea – seriously, you’re one “rainy day playlist” away from becoming the poster child for existential crisis. I get it; you’re trying to be unique, but sometimes it feels less like a refined taste and more like you stumbled into a record store, blindfolded, and just started grabbing whatever looked “cult.” Get it together, Antoine; this music is less “edgy” and more “dad at a barbecue."

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