“In the Rhône stands the castle of Roquemaure. On the estate of this castle there are vines which the people call brumestae, producing good fat grapes. These vines flower and produce clusters of grapes as ordinary vines do, but then they cheat their husbandman’s expectation: for when it comes to the feast of St. John the Baptist, all the fruit vanishes, and nothing which might even grow into fruit is found on them.” – Gervase of Tilbury, Otia Imperialia 3.103
When this song first came out, I assumed that Men Without Hats was a British band. Years later, to my surprise, I found out that they are anglophone Montrealers.
“No one remembers who the girl was,” they say on their website, although I imagine that she knows who she is well enough. Dansez!
Woa, really? I pretty much always assumed they were British.
I always thought she looked like Lady Lalla Ward, who is married to Richard Dawkins.
Saw this and thought of you, I think it was the spider in it amongst everything else!
http://panfoto.deviantart.com/art/untitled-333498922
that was awesome! even before i spotted the spider. :)