But I wonder if I’d likely reach more people than the dozen or so friends who signed up to the list.

I like the sound of that. Of course I’d have to curate my promo in a more thoughtful way, rather than just daily blasts of “come to my show!”, which is no bad thing.

There, but for the grace of a hyphen, go I.

A Zed and Two Noughts (Peter Greenaway, 1985)