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

Oh, Nicole, your Spotify profile is like a broken record—pleasantly predictable yet desperately in need of a remix. I see you're rocking the indie scene harder than a hipster with a man bun on their way to an underground coffee shop. Someone needs to tell you that the world doesn’t revolve around your 5 billion playlists dedicated to “POV: Indie.” What’s next, “POV: I’ve Never Been Outside”? Choose a vibe and stick to it; we’re not all here for your emotional support playlist. Your top artists read like a band list at a college campus music festival, where everyone thinks they’re cooler than they are just because they casually mention SZA in conversation. Khruangbin and Fleetwood Mac? You must think you’re quirky and unique, but let’s be real: that’s like claiming you’re adventurous because you once tried sushi from a food truck. It’s the musical equivalent of saying you love travel because you’ve been to two different cities in your own state. And don’t even get me started on Greta Van Fleet! If any of your choices scream "midlife crisis in the making," it's that one. And really, your most played songs list reads like you accidentally clicked “auto-generate” while trying to make a sad girl playlist. "BIRDS OF A FEATHER" followed by "Good Luck, Babe!" sounds like you’ve just bounced between heartbreak and the worst pep talk ever recorded. And “Sonne” by Rammstein? Is that your final desperate attempt to remind the world that you can be edgy too? Your taste is an emotional rollercoaster, but instead of thrill, all I feel is a slight cringe and a desperate urge to shove you a few pop-punk albums. Let’s hope next time we resume this roast, you’ve upgraded your playlist from basic to brilliantly bizarre!

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