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

Ah, jroid! The only person I know who spends more time categorizing their music taste than actually listening to it. You’ve got a playlist that reads like a high school essay on confused teenage emotions. "Modern Alternative Rock," "Rebel Blues," "Dance Pop"? It’s like you walked into an indie record store and threw darts at a board of genres. Newsflash: your music taste isn’t unique; it’s just a big, sad, mashup of everyone else's midlife crises. Let’s talk about your top artists, shall we? Panic! At The Disco and grandson must be so proud that their music has been taken hostage by your painfully predictable emotional ride. Did you have a quota for how many times “Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time” would get played? It's as if you’re constantly trying to trick everyone into thinking you’re still in touch with your inner angst while secretly crying into a pint of Ben & Jerry’s. And “Weird Al” Yankovic? C’mon, that's the equivalent of bringing a rubber chicken to a rock concert just to make sure your irony is double-layered. Your most played songs sound like an all-too-familiar soundtrack for a millennial sitcom that revolves around a loveable loser whose life is in shambles. “Crazy = Genius” perfectly describes your thought process in choosing those tracks. If your Spotify was a person, it would definitely need therapy for all the abandonment issues from being left out of actual good music conversations. Keep rocking that emo aesthetic, jroid — it's clearly working wonders for your self-esteem!

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!