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It's official! gt house are a cult favourite... with the e-correspondence to prove it.

Other Web sites display their awards proudly. And there are numerous awards since, face it, Americans love awards. Honours are bestowed in every category because, if there's one thing Americans love more than awards, it's Categories.

Remember when Capitol records had the instruction File under: Jazz? Luckily, they never recorded Kenny G or Jazz would have been de-filed. But we digress.

Point Out

gt house have never sought fortune or acclaim. We would accept an award, unless it did not include cash, making it pointless.

The site was conceived as a magnet for free stuff and free people. People like Yazz or Yamila Diaz or Yancy Butler or even you. Well, maybe not you. But someone very much like you.

If we had been cultivating volume, we wouldn't have devoted space to obscure artists like Linda Lewis, Tasmin Archer, Carleen Anderson, Gail Ann Dorsey, or to unfamiliar models like Naomi Campbell. And we definitely would have avoided pointing out government abuses and cultural hypocrisy.

Yet nothing beats free stuff, especially when it's rare. A compact disc can be played over and over. What can you do with a trophy – stick it up on a shelf, reducing valuable CD storage space?

Most Web awards are for inane accomplishments, anyway, like how easily you can blow your money. Or how many distracting whistles and bells must be hurdled. They usually honour the most "commercial" offerings by organisations dedicated to raking in money, not inspiring quality. Just like most non-Web awards.

we're NOT

At gt house, we keep things simple, though apparently not as simple as the award-givers.

Our reward is hearing from delighted users, learning about our favourite artists and, oh, free stuff.

If you're still reading, which seems unlikely, you're probably saying, "That impudent dolt gt is just a sore loser." Not really. He is writing this piece to qualify for the Whining Idiot site of the year. Wish him luck.

And consider:

  • We don't advertise.
  • We don't try to fool search engines.
  • We don't offer a chance to win a new SUV.
  • We don't guide you through virtual sex.
  • We don't even carry the latest gossip.
  • Many of our features are about artists nearly as obscure as gt slade.
Recently, learning that we were ranked the number 369,842 site on the web, we felt as if the past five years were worth it. Does that seem low on the list? Say there are approximately three billion, eleven thousand sites worldwide, we're like, well, relatively near the top. Maybe the top 0.2%. (Hey, we're using freakin' Windows! Don't expect flawless calculations.) We've been active five years, consistently doing it. Our visitors scattered all over the globe appreciate that.


Awards be damned. You, my friend, are what this site is all about. You. And a burning need to dump our shit out into the world. Thanks for visiting. May you be blessed with some free stuff yourself.


369,842 – our Global rank for the week of 6th February 2003.

Bloom, etc. Billie Gail

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gt house began after My So-Called Life's cancellation, which acquainted gt with the Web and its potential. We like to think we were instrumental in keeping "Roswell" and "Once & Again" on the air for three seasons, even if it's not particularly true.

We have become a source of Linda Lewis information for fans from the seventies to the present. According to one of her biggest fans, we have the best freakin' Naomi Campbell site on the Web, but gt may be biased. Still, he should know. It goes without saying: We put Google on the map. Recently, we got the White House to delay their Iraq attack for months, until they could come up with a better name than Operation Gas Liberation Enterprise! Our suggestion was Operation Dessert Souffle. We were told it made no sense, but that's obviously not a requisite for a government name. Plus, the French would have favoured a souffle. We felt they a really dumb name like Operation Iraq Freedom would be better than OGLE.

Sometimes we tilt at windmills, like the icons on the corner of your television screen and the UPCs on your magazine. But at least we're not ignoring the final nails in the coffin of civilisation. We've survived the vicissitudes of the Internet, Y2K (Remember Y2K?) and attempts at Web repression (Remember John Ashcroft?). We've learned many things about coding and cohabitating.