I have a friend, long time now, who was in a band that sold buttloads of records. Huge amounts. You might even have one, and even if you hated them (and many did) you still can sing along to the songs, which is part of why you hate them. The critics always hated them. Never stopped the records from going gold and platinum.
My favorite band, if they ever got a good review I never read it. The critics hated the music, how it was performed, the recordings, the song choices, the drugs of the band and after that they went after the fans, who they also hated. Never bothered us. We kept on show up, they did 3,000+ live shows in their career, and ten years gone we still trade the live show tapes (now CDs) back and forth.
Bad reviews are part of the game.
And CDs, of whom DQ are a subset, are transgender. Perhaps the majority group under the TG umbrella.