It may be a bit of bad fortune that Supreme Beings of Leisure’s name suggests they exist on the verge of laziness, but this doesn’t make it any less true. The smooth swagger of their down-tempo dance music is a little too effortless. Geri Soriano-Lightwood’s silky vocals are just a little too flawless. The strictly tempered beats, helmed by Ramin Sakurai, are just a little too reserved.
In other words, 11i is a methodical, mechanical album, and the result is that every emotion it tries to hit comes off a little too phony — the alleged sexiness of “Good,” the blasé world-weariness of “The Light,” the forced self-loathing of “This World.” Taken as a purely atmospheric album, 11i certainly creates a quiet, introspective mood, but it’s just too easy to ignore.