A guy dies and arrives at the pearly gates... He approaches St. Peter at the gates. As he walks up, he can hear a cacophony of beautiful music. While all the songs are different, he can pick out each one, and the music all seems to blend together perfectly. In one area, he can hear Purple Rain playing, and it sounds perfect and beautiful. "Wait Peter, is that Prince??" Peter smiles and says "yes! He plays for us 24/7 here in the kingdom of heaven." The guy is elated. He hears an incredible drum beat in the background of another song. "No way Peter, that awesome beat can't be John Bonham from Zeppelin!" St. Peter grins again. "You know your music. He plays all day every day like Prince!" He then hears someone singing Billie Jean. "St. Peter, do my ears deceive me? That's Michael freaking Jackson!" Peter again beams at him. "It is. Between him and Prince and Bonham, we have some incredible talent here!" The guy then hears an insanely loud rendition of Purple Haze on guitar. "I'd know those licks anywhere! You're telling me Jimi Hendrix made it here too??" St. Peter says "no, that's just God. He only thinks he's Hendrix."