Roasted 22 days ago based on Maxim Schäfer's long term Spotify stats.

Maxim Schäfer, the self-proclaimed connoisseur of genres we didn't even know existed. Your Spotify profile reads like a teenage angst diary that got lost in a Germanic metal festival, sprinkled with a dash of hipster pretentiousness. You enjoy more sub-genres than most people have feelings, which is something considering your taste seems to be an auditory equivalent of the color beige. Rock, metal, rap metal, and whatever shoegaze is—congratulations, you’ve officially hit peak emo without an ounce of emotional maturity to show for it. Your top artists list reads like a "Who’s Who" of whoever could scream the loudest and is somehow not yet on a government watch list. I mean, Steve Lacy next to Haftbefehl? It’s like putting a fine wine next to a bottle of flat soda and pretending they pair well together because they’re both liquids. And let’s not ignore "JUMP" by BLACKPINK in the mix; it's like you grabbed the most random things from your playlist while blindfolded and are now justifying it as "eclectic." The only thing more mismatched than your playlist is your personality—good luck finding love with those vibes. But hey, there’s one thing that truly stands out on your profile: your most played songs. If I didn’t know any better, I’d assume you've been sipping on a heavy dose of sadness mixed with a sprinkle of cringe. “Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now”? What are you, a human disaster in a ‘90s rom-com? Let’s not kid ourselves, Maxim. The only thing psychoanalyzing your Spotify profile reveals is that you’re just one breakup away from printing out your DMs on a T-shirt. Here’s an idea: maybe trade in some of that excessive angst for a little more sunshine—or, at the very least, some decent therapy sessions wrapped in a catchy pop anthem.

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