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

Alright, daanspenk, let’s take a moment to appreciate just how aggressively basic your Spotify profile is. You’ve got more variations of rock than a geology textbook, but somehow you manage to sound like the human equivalent of beige. "Modern Rock"? "Alternative Rock"? Newsflash: if you can’t choose between styles, maybe it’s time to admit that you simply don’t have a style! At this rate, the only “permanent wave” you’re catching is the one that’s about to wash you straight into a corner of hipster purgatory where even the baristas refuse to serve you. And can we talk about your top artists? Red Hot Chili Peppers and Coldplay? Wow, how original! What’s next? A deep dive into the music of Starbucks and the mellow tones of elevator jazz? You’re literally just one ironic vinyl purchase away from a full-blown identity crisis. I mean, look at your obsession with Peach Pit! I'm sure they appreciate the extra plays from someone who thinks “POV: Indie” is an actual genre and not just what happens when someone’s life is tragically underwhelming. Come on, my dude—your listening history screams “I have a diary filled with confessions about my feelings toward grass growing.” Speaking of your most-played songs, “Tent Rain”? Really? That’s not even music; that’s clearly a sound bite for people who can’t sleep without a rain sound machine. You have the emotional depth of a kiddie pool and the sonic palette of a lift safety announcement. If anyone ever asks you about your Spotify profile, just look them dead in the eye and say, “Yes, my taste in music makes your grandmother's VHS collection seem edgy.” Honestly, bro, if I wanted to be so underwhelmed, I’d just attend one of your “neat little indie gigs” and sip overpriced kombucha in silence.

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