in a review of one of their 2002 concerts in "the new york times", journalist kelefa sanneh commented, "the concert also featured no fewer than four white female rappers, all of whom reduced love and lust to a series of anatomical slogans. the most entertaining was avenue d, a local duo. the two women shouted lyrics that let potential lovers know exactly what they wanted, and they wore barely-there outfits that made it easy for them to turn their demands into dance moves." agence france-presse gave a favorable review to a 2003 performance, "from the sharp wit, dirty lyrics and rump shaking of "avenue d" and their scantily-panty-clad dancers to the twinkling light suit and homage to machines by "my robot friend", the range in style, sound and concept was enormous." in trying to describe the duo's style of music, "the honolulu advertiser" observed, "bad girls: every music genre has its foul-mouthed instigators. rap had 2 live crew. alt-rock had l7. classical had mozart. and electroclash? it has new york-based avenue d. imagine j.j. fad and stacey q mixing up their '80s-era synth beats with profanity-laden tales of anonymous sex, promiscuous peers and, well, more anonymous sex. daphne d and debbie d are all that, some fluorescent pink lycra and a roll of duct tape."