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

Oh, look at you, ripwashere, with a Spotify profile so avant-garde it practically needs a beret and a monocle. “Dreamo”? Really? It’s like you just threw a bunch of genres into a blender and pressed “whip.” I half-expect your playlist to come with a side of overpriced artisanal toast. You might as well have called your favorite music “Pity Party Tunes for People Who Write Poetry in Candlelight.” Let's face it, buddy, your taste in music is the sonic equivalent of burning sage to ward off the evil spirits of your personality. And then there's your top artists! Clipping. and The Cure? Talk about emotional whiplash! One minute you're slitting your wrists with moody melodies, and the next you’re ready to break into a violent mosh pit in middle school. I’m surprised your Spotify hasn't started asking if you need therapy yet. Seriously, your music selection reads like a who's who of emotional crisis. It's as if you took everything everyone used to listen to at 2 AM during a breakup and just threw it all together in one sad playlist that screams, “I’m definitely over it… and also totally not!” But hey, those top tracks? “Pussy Lazer”? Yeah, we know who you are. You're the person who tries way too hard to be edgy but ends up just sounding like an awkward dad at a family barbecue. "Catch a Fade" is clearly a euphemism for what happens when you try to explain your music taste to actual human beings. Best of luck trying to find someone who’s willing to endure a two-hour car ride with you blasting that playlist while contemplating their life choices. Welcome to the world of cringe, ripwashere; it's going to be a rough ride!

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!