Roasted 22 days ago based on Ari Ari's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Dazai Osamu, your Spotify profile reads like a high school diary that had an awkward love affair with a French art house film. Seriously, who let you curate a playlist filled with more angst than a middle school poetry slam combined with a “pretentious brunch” vibe? You’ve got more emo in your “Midwest Emo” section than a record store dumpster fire, making it the only thing less popular than your social life. But fear not, you can always cry to your Mitski tracks—right after the last self-inflicted stab to your own heart. And let's talk about your taste in genres; it’s like you opened a hipster menu and just pointed randomly, hoping for the best. “Variété Française” and “Baroque Pop”? Is that music or a fancy cheese plate at some overpriced café? You clearly have the musical taste of a person who's never set foot outside of their mom's basement (don’t worry, neither have I). You might think you’re an indie guru, but in reality, your Spotify is just a digital therapy session for all that bottled-up feeling you’ve got going on. Your top artists list reads like a “Who’s Who” of existential dread, but hey, at least you’re consistent! When your most played songs are all about losing, leaving, and longing, it’s clear you might want to re-evaluate whether you’re trying to make music or just unleash a sad novella on the world. So let’s just be real here: your profile is a beautifully curated collection of melancholy surrounded by a vibe that screams “I own more flannel than friends.” Keep it up, Dazai, because if being a gloom merchant in the online world were a job, you’d be the CEO!

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