Listening to Castles in Spain is like sipping red wine, smoking hashish and drinking a shot of espresso. The music is an opiate, which transcends life's trials, delivering solace and the possibility of salvation. With a certain Castilian/Moorish flavor, Castles in Spain takes you on a spiritual field trip through the darker recesses of the soul. Dirges darken catacombs while wine cellar skeletons buried long ago surface to see the light of day. Hope, warmth, and then back down again. Don Quixote meets Edgar Allen Poe. The San Francisco Bay Guardian describes the music as "Bombay Zeppelin." "Imagine Jimmy Page and Robert Plant riding through the desert, kicking up dust and camel shit at some Cairo bazaar, where Chrissie Hynde is sitting in with Jane's Addiction, playing Black Sabbath and middle-eastern folk music."