Dr. Dre

Taylor Swift came to a cafe in Nashville that my friend worked in. My friend served her and she was, of course, incredibly high maintenance. Before she left, she said, “Who should I make your tip out to?” My friend was confused, then realized that Taylor was leaving her an autographed photo as a tip.

Just imagine the thrill: there you are in a massive stadium, surrounded by a multitude of fans both old and young, anticipation thick in the air. The lights go down, the band begins to play, and the unmistakable sound of “All Shook Up” starts blaring blares from the speakers, and there, before your very eyes for the first time since his untimely death, is the body of Elvis Presley.