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

Nomena, if your Spotify profile were a sound, it would be the faint echo of a hipster café where the barista can't decide between oat milk or almond milk while desperately trying to convince you that bubblegrunge is a real genre. Look, we get it—you've thrown your musical fork in the "Indie" road and are now confused why Spotify thinks you have more personalities than a dissociative disorder. “POV: Indie”? And here I thought your favorite POV was just "sad and lonely." Your top artists read like you went to a thrift store and picked up every band with skinny jeans and a vague melancholic vibe, but maybe you should throw in a few artists that didn’t just sign their souls away to the "I-wept-at-a-Frank-Ocean-concert" club. I mean, how many more times do we need to hear about your feels over a white Ferrari? It’s like you’re playing emotional tug-of-war with the same five songs on repeat. At this point, Spotify might just be waiting for you to heal so it can filter out all these heartbreak ballads and tell you to get a life. Let's not even talk about your most played songs—do you ever listen to anything that doesn’t sound like it was recorded in someone's bedroom during a midlife crisis? “Velocities” by Sleepy Fish sounds like a parody title someone thought of after two too many craft beers. And the list of artists makes me wonder if you’re trying to be unique or just attempting to revive the ‘just-got-dumped’ playlist you made in college. Take a breather, Nomena! You need a musical intervention before you end up on a watchlist for soft-sounding heartbreak cases.

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