Bloody Galicians
But what was Rosa Díez actually trying to say before she so expertly inserted foot into mouth?
Great tunes, great doggerel, small simians
1833-1938
But what was Rosa Díez actually trying to say before she so expertly inserted foot into mouth?
A Portuguese menagerie of sozzledness.
Bishop Gibson of Granada understands beatific bureaucracy but not tradition. Featuring a bad Vietnamese flamenco clip.
Or, rather, how my grandfather seems to have been named after a minor railway station.
Blasco Ibáñez says that actually we have always thought “at all hours of the Mediterranean rim.”
Between-wars texts about Zaragoza by Germans who appear never to have visited the place.
A British soldier’s hazy recollections of civil war in Portugal.
Is Silvio a cyborg?
Arthur Thesleff seems to have burnt most film further east, but there’s a nice snap of some early Andalusians.
“They will respect neither the putrefied corpses of high whores nor the imbecilic devotion of the wage earner to his master’s money.”