1. Paris, Paris Hilton's 2006 debut, and, to date, sole album, is a piece of music that people love to tell you is "not as bad as you think." (The truly bold go so far as to say it's "actually pretty good.") Supporting evidence generally pointed to the finely pedigreed songwriting talent Hilton was able to assemble, namely Dr. Luke, JR Rotem, and executive producer Scott Storch, then at the precipice (but not yet over the cliff) of cocaine-induced financial ruin and cultural irrelevancy. Storch wasn't exactly picky with his projects at the time; that same year, he also did the majority of Brooke Hogan's Undiscovered. But seeing as Paris and Storch dated — in later years, after the Piano Man blew $30 million, Scott's mom would make the fair point that "maybe you should make sure your mother has her retirement taken care of before you buy another $2 million necklace for some hotel heiress" — he might have been feeling particularly invested in Paris. The most effective weapon in the pro-Paris camp's arsenal, though, isn't Storch, but "Stars Are Blind." It was the lead single, it's probably the only song anyone actually remembers from the album, and it happened to be written by a couple of lesser-known names: Sheppard Solomon, Ralph McCarthy, and Fernando Garibay, who in recent years has become a close collaborator of Lady Gaga's.