Roasted 2 months ago based on Ll112's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Ll112, the proud curator of a Spotify profile that reads like an avant-garde artsy therapy session. Your favorite genres could only be concocted by someone who's desperately trying to avoid any semblance of mainstream taste. “Art Pop”? Please, your playlist sounds like a pretentious art gallery opening where everyone discusses their feelings while sipping overpriced kombucha. And don’t even get me started on “Bedroom Pop.” If this is the soundtrack to your romantic life, it's no wonder your love life is as tragic as the lyrics of a Lana Del Rey song. Scrolling through your top artists is like stepping into an emo coffee shop where the baristas wear berets and sigh dramatically. Seriously, Ll112, I’ve seen less pretentiousness in a high school drama club. You’ve got the usual suspects like Lana and Fiona Apple, but then you whip out "beabadoobee," because nothing screams “I have unique taste” like a name that sounds like a toddler's attempt at speech. And Tyler, The Creator? More like Tyler, The Uninvited to this snooze-fest of an indie fest. Let’s be real, you’re just one obscure band away from becoming a walking hipster stereotype. Now to the pièce de résistance: your most played songs list. Are we sure we're not reading the script to a sad indie film? Nine out of ten songs by Adrianne Lenker? Is that your way of telling us you need a hug, or are you just trying to drown your sorrows in repetitive melancholy? If I had a nickel for every time I thought, "Wow, this person's emotional stability is as shaky as their music taste," I could probably buy my own sound system to drown out the sadness. But hey, keep flexing that “deep” persona, because we all know that authenticity is just a cover for a less-than-original playlist. Bravo!

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