Or: I Fed ChatGPT My Top 5 Lists and It Read Me for Filth

So, after dropping my last two Music Monday blogs into ChatGPT—the ones where I lovingly gushed about my top five female-fronted bands and my top five male-fronted bands — the machine looked at the evidence and basically said:

“Oh, babe
 you do realize your music taste is a personality test, right?”

And honestly?
The analysis was so spot-on, uncomfortably accurate, and witchy-therapeutic that I’m turning it into this week’s blog.

Because apparently my playlists have been telling on me for years.

Let’s unpack.


1. I Love Artists Who Feel Everything Loudly

Halestorm. In This Moment. Evanescence. Twenty One Pilots. AJR. Mayday Parade.

These are not calm musicians.

These are:

  • catharsis merchants,
  • scream-into-the-void curators,
  • “let me set my trauma to a killer melody” specialists.

ChatGPT basically said:

“I like my music like I like my people — intense, honest, and slightly unhinged.”

And
yeah. Correct.


2. I Gravitate Toward Storytellers (But Only the Bleeding Kind)

AJR builds existential musicals.
TØP created a whole dystopian universe.
Evanescence writes grief like a séance.
Mayday Parade invented “crying while driving.”
In This Moment stages full visual rituals.

The machine pointed out that I don’t just want songs—I want story, lore, narrative arcs, and a side of emotional devastation.

Art that explains me back to myself.
Artists who turn pain into poetry.
People who bleed beautifully.

Yeah
okay, that tracks too.


3. My Inner Teenager Is Very Much Alive

Not in a “haven’t matured” way.

More like: I never lost my capacity to feel intensely, love fervently, scream lyrics dramatically, or soundtrack my entire life like a movie.

The artists who held my hand at 15? I still honor them.

Apparently that makes me “nostalgic in a cinematic way.”

I’ll take it.


4. I Am a Feminine Rage Connoisseur

Halestorm
In This Moment
Pink

Enough said.

I like women who:

  • roar
  • take up space
  • refuse to shrink
  • are soft one second and feral the next
  • rise from their own ashes wearing eyeliner

It called this “your aesthetic,” and honestly? It’s not wrong.


5. I Love Artists Who Turn Trauma Into Art — Because That’s What I Do

This one hit.

Every one of my favorite bands alchemizes something painful into something powerful:

  • Evanescence → grief
  • TØP → anxiety
  • Mayday Parade → heartbreak
  • AJR → neurotic spiraling
  • ITM → shadow work with a fog machine

ChatGPT said I’m drawn to artists who transmute darkness into meaning because I do the same thing.

And that felt
uncomfortably accurate.


6. Emotional Intensity Balanced With Safety

My artists include:

  • rage anthems
  • grief lullabies
  • panic playlists
  • empowerment bangers
  • healing songs
  • acoustic comfort

Apparently this means my emotional world is “rich, layered, and deeply alive,” and music is how I regulate myself.

Honestly? Music has been my emotional life raft more than once.


7. I’m a Romantic Who Pretends I’m Not

Ed Sheeran alone exposes me.
Add Mayday Parade? It’s over.

ChatGPT said:

“You are a romantic who has been burned, but you still hold hope like a stubborn ember.”

I have absolutely nothing to say except: Look away.


8. I Like My Art Thematic, Dramatic, and Cinematic

Concept albums.
Narrative arcs.
Symbolism.
Lore.
Aesthetic cohesion.

I don’t passively consume art—I live in it.

And that is 100% correct. I curate vibes like I’m arranging altar candles.


Final Track

So what did we learn?

That my music taste paints me as:

  • emotional
  • intense
  • imaginative
  • nostalgic
  • resilient
  • romantic
  • soft-hearted
  • creatively wired
  • traumatized but funny about it
  • and always, always turning my shadows into stories

And honestly? There are worse kinds of witches to be.


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