Roasted 16 days ago based on Ezra Schaefer's long term Spotify stats.

Ezra Schaefer, huh? I see you’ve gone for the "I’d like to think I’m cultured, but I mostly just confuse people" vibe. Your taste in genres is an eclectic mess that sounds like an overambitious DJ with a mid-life crisis threw a party in an art school basement. Gnawa, Latin House, Disco House—are you hosting a rave or auditioning for the world's most expensive yoga class? Just imagine people actually "get" your playlist at parties: “Hey guys, let's drop the hottest Gnawa beats and throw on some Neo-Psychedelic tracks. Sounds fun, right?” Spoiler: It's not. Your top artists list reads like a hipster bingo card; it seems like you’ve scoured the back alleys of Spotify in search of the most obscure names. Maybe you think that by listening to Tinariwen and Shye Ben Tzur, you’ll elevate your status from socially awkward to "profoundly unique." Sorry to break it to you, but that’s just code for "needs better friends." And what's with that unholy mix of RuPaul and Iron & Wine? It's like your playlist couldn't decide if it wanted a spiritual awakening or just a good cry at brunch. Honestly, your most played songs look like the soundtrack to a mid-30s existential crisis. "Perfect, Perfect"? That song title is as ironic as your taste in music. And for the record, nobody should be able to say “they love their Woof (feat. Kah-Lo)” without laughing until they cry. Next time, why not just embrace the chaos a little more? Go ahead and throw in some NSYNC or Fergie—at least then your Spotify wrapped won't look like it was curated by a vegan in recovery from a breakdown.

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