Roasted 8 months ago based on reni's long term Spotify stats.

Reni, your Spotify profile reads like a list of genres that made it to the sad kids' club before the doors closed for good. Seriously, "Slowcore" and "Lo-Fi Indie" sound less like music categories and more like emotional states of being you should probably discuss with a therapist. I can’t tell if you’re trying to curate a playlist for your next existential crisis or just setting the soundtrack for your next indie film where nothing really happens and everyone ends up crying in the credits. Your Top Artists—a who’s who of indie darlings—read like a warm hug from an emotionally unstable blanket. So much angst with just the right amount of quirk! It’s ironic though that the only “Riot” you seem to like is the one that takes place in your bedroom when you realize your playlist has only soft sighs and whispery confessions. I'd say you’re aiming for deep thoughts, but hey, getting deep when your top artist is basically a sonic version of “I’m sad, et cetera” is like trying to dive into a kiddie pool. You're drenched alright, but it’s all just surface-level splashes. And let’s not ignore that abhorrent mix of song titles—do you collect them like Pokémon? “i dont want that many friends in the first place”? Girl, even your music is ghosting you at this point! It’s like your Spotify knows your life is a sitcom, minus the laughter track. Your musical choices say, "Yes, I'm deep and misunderstood," when in reality they scream, "Help! I need adult supervision in the emotional department!" But hey, it takes a special kind of bravery to be this beautifully sad, so keep rocking the half-empty vibe—it’s practically a full-time job at this point!

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!