The good thing about Baby, It's Cold Inside is the fact that the aforesaid influences are just a fractional part of these recordings. There's enough ingenuity put into the Fun Years' music to elevate it above mere mood music. The guitars are used to create a scene, with simple melodic lines subtly intruding upon the swirling backgrounds. If you listened to this album blind, you would know that there were turntables involved, as it's plainly evident. But you would also think there was, at a bare minimum, someone handling keyboard duties. That's because Spark's turntable work is good enough to trick you, a lot of the time. He uses records in such a way that there's only a few occasions where you can identify the music they are sourced from. He must spin the records at a snail's pace in order to get his sounds, yet the music sounds smooth, not warped.

What all of this adds up to is the fact that The Fun Years have created a lush, dense musical landscape, which belies their duo status. It's for the most part pleasant, but there are enough barbs to keep you hooked. Best of all, none of it sounds the least bit self-conscious.