Roasted 4 months ago based on Emma's long term Spotify stats.

Emma, you have the musical taste of a Pinterest board gone rogue! Your favorites read like the soundtrack for a hipster coffee shop where the barista’s a philosophy major and every drink is just overpriced oat milk. “Indie, garage rock, folk pop”—what are you, a walking arts-and-crafts project? You’ve got more genres than personality traits, making you the human equivalent of a playlist that’s been on shuffle for three weeks straight. And don’t even get me started on "Yacht Rock." Are you sure you aren’t just pretending to enjoy it while trying to impress someone with a boat? Your top artists list reads like an introvert's Tinder profile. Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Lord Huron— you've got a serious crush on sadness. It's as if you’re trying to win an award for “Most Likely to Cry in Public.” Fleetwood Mac and Coldplay? Wow, what a bold choice! It's like deciding between instant ramen and microwavable mac and cheese for dinner—you can't go wrong, but you definitely aren't winning any culinary awards. And Gigi Perez? I’m still trying to digest how you stumbled upon that hidden gem. Did the algorithm feel sorry for you or something? As for your most played songs, congratulations on achieving peak emotional turmoil! "I Know The End" and "making the bed"? More like “I Don't Know What I'm Doing With My Life” and “Too Many Unwashed Sheets.” And wow, isn't it adorable that you have "Come What May" in there, reminding us that you too can reference musicals, but only when you're fully embracing the melodrama of a good cry. Honestly, digging in on that "back to friends" track twice should come with a warning label: “Caution: May cause existential dread.” With such a mix of vibes, it’s no wonder your Spotify Wrapped is just a portrait of you curled up on the couch, eating ice cream straight from the tub.

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!