"[13] Pitchfork's Douglas Wolk praised the album, calling it a "powerful example of aging gracefully [...] The Odds is, in every way, the product of scaling down operations rather than of giving up or throwing the fans a nostalgia trip."

[8] The track is also criticized by Jordan Cronk of Cokemachineglow in an otherwise positive review, who describes the song as a "blunt and fairly awkward missive.

Like a nervier rendition of Fugazi's “Returning the Screw," the track moves between a sparse narrative outlining the injustices perpetrated on the group by ignorant club owners and a twisting chorus that turns the title phrase into an easy potshot.

"[2] Another positive review came from Liz Pelly of The Boston Phoenix, who wrote that their "third record proves that even the most militant punk songs are often best served by a stripped-down aesthetic.

MacKaye has always worked with that sort of ethos, but the Evens are radically minimal — lone baritone guitar and punchy drums bring clarity to fiery post-post-punk minimums and maximums."