Well, maybe for no one but me, but let me lay out the evidence. First (exhibit A), today I got a box of clementinas flamenkitas…from Barxeta, Valencia! (Well, they’re originally from there, though most recently they’re from a giant pyramidal display at the entrance to Provigo St-Urbain in Montréal.) You can tell it’s the Holiday season, because the grocery stores are big on mandarin oranges (and clementines), and also the egg-nog cartons have finally hit the shelves! Now…the oranges have nothing to do with flamenco except the name and the fact they are from Spain. And…maybe they remind you of orange polka-dots? Is that pushing it? 
Also (exhibit B), on Thursday this week I’m off to see the Spanish troupe Noche Flamenca. Also (C), a few days ago I got a serious bruise on my finger from over-zealously playing my new cajón (a box-drum of Peruvian origin, but adopted by flamenco quite widely in the past thirty-ish years). Also (D), I am still very slowly learning to play a flamenco tango on my guitar… Painfully slowly, but getting there. I find that my dedo anillo (ring finger) is not very co-operative when it comes to doing multi-finger rasgueados!
Finally (exhibit E) — soon I’ll be off to Spain (again, ¡sí!) for a wee bit, where I imagine I may have a chance of seeing something flamenco-related… You think? Besides the usual Barcelona-loitering, I’m also planning to see Almería on this trip, and in particular Cabo de Gato national park (where a hotel that was being heavily protested against amazingly will be torn down! — mostly, anyhow). Back on topic — Almería is part of Andalucía so there’s sure to be some good flamenco to see there (though not in the park, ¡claro!).