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

Hey Marco, it’s cute that you think your Spotify profile is a time capsule of sonic exploration, but let's be real—it's more like a tombstone of musical taste. “Stoner Metal”? “Psychedelic Doom”? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you're just one ill-timed trip away from unintentionally summoning a bunch of sad, hippy ghosts with dreadlocks who are still mad they didn’t get to make it to Woodstock. The only "depth" I see here is the depth of your couch cushions where you’ve clearly been melting into for the last decade. And those favorite genres, my dude—how are "Modern Blues Rock" and "Italian Stoner Rock" getting equal airtime in your life? Are you secretly HR for every lazy guitarist in a basement somewhere? Talk about joining the league of extraordinary delinquents who can't decide between buying a tie-dye t-shirt or a "Keep Calm and Keep Drumming" poster. Seriously, your playlist looks like a lineup for an energy-drained festival where everyone forgot their THC gummies halfway through. Your top artists sound like a lineup for a backyard BBQ hosted by a guy who always insists on bringing the most obscure beers—“Oh, have you heard of Black Rainbows and Komatsu? They totally ripped a Black Sabbath riff while we were passing the potato salad!” It’s great that you love Aunt Cynthia's Cabin, Marco, but with tracks that sound like they’ve had more rough patches than your dating life, I can only assume her cooking isn’t the only thing making you feel a little off. Let’s be honest: “Dopes to Infinity” should be your theme song because, at this rate, if you keep listening to this stuff, the only thing you'll be pushing is a passive-aggressive shopping cart full of expired snacks.

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