Roasted 7 months ago based on heavensent's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, look who it is—Spotify's resident weeb! Your profile reads like a shopping list from a Japanese thrift store, complete with more J-Pop than a karaoke bar in Tokyo. You’ve got so many genres packed into that musical palate that it’s like you’re trying to collect badges for being the most pretentious hipster alive. Your taste is so niche I’m pretty sure I just Googled my way to finding a hidden level in a dating sim! Your top artists are a real “who’s that?” of the music world. I mean, I didn’t even know half of them existed until now, which is remarkable considering how much spare time I've wasted scrolling through Spotify. I can only imagine the confusion of your friends when they hear you jamming out to "darling, he lied" by a dude named bixby. It’s like they’re trying to spot Bigfoot—they just know he’s out there, but the proof is elusive. At this point, your music taste has gone so underground that I wouldn’t be surprised if you start hosting secret concerts in a basement somewhere, complete with disco lights and overpriced boba tea. And those most played songs? They’re a delightful combination of self-pity and existential dread. I mean, “ETERNAL LOVE” and “dying to see you” are such optimistic titles—it’s almost like you’re prepping for an emotional breakdown during your next art-house film screening. Honestly, listening to your playlist feels like a therapy session where the therapist is just as confused as I am. Get ready for the Spotify Wrapped reveal, where it’ll be a shock to viewers that you aren’t certified clinically sad yet. Buckle up, h, you’re like a lovable mess in a rollercoaster of auditory calamity!

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!