Babs...pull up a seaty sweetie. Yes, grab a sugary drink and some snacks, although I won't be long.
I'll explain it slowly so as not to overwhelm you.
Can you not see what TS and all the other artistes are doing? It's called scarcity. No, not Star City, that's just off the M6. No, scarcity, creating a demand. A bit like you saying "listen to my podcast before I take it down" and all the Babette's go running to Apple to listen. Making you wait for an email to say you might get an email, but then you didn't get that email, but you got another email to say wait for an email for further instructions. I know you said (weirdly, given you're a woman!) you felt like James Bond at the verucca party Spa Day, but you're not. And if you/TT don't get to see a scrawny Yank warble on a stage, it'll be fine. Shush, it's ok. Life will go on. It'll be on Sky Arts or somewhere similar soon enough anyhow. Stop feeding into their circus...no, not Take That, The Circus, yes, I went to that concert. Yes, it was good wasn't it. My friend didn't get tickets and she's still alive and never mentions it.
Babs, you are a marketeer's dream. How to keep a fool occupied huh. To anyone else who didn't get the email to say you'd get the email, I'm pissed on your behalf, but not you Babs, not you!