This is what the internet was invented for.
Twenty or so years ago some friends and I voted over and over again to try to get Wodehouse listed in the infamous Modern Library reader's choice of top 100 novels of the twentieth century. Due to our labors, for a week or so "Bertie Wooster Sees it Through" was in the top ten.
Those were good times. In the end though we just couldn't compete with the objectivists, the scientologists, the Heinlein weirdos. . . For what it's worth, we still can't, though I do hope to be able to play all of these songs at some point. That's a little bit of consolation at least.