Gangster Computer God – Self Titled (2025) – Album Review

Album: Gangster Computer God [HTX152]

Artist: Gangster Computer God

Release Date: November 7, 2025

Gangster Computer God is an appropriate name for Kevin Stevenson Fiske. I don’t know Kevin in any deep, confessional sense, but everyone who does know him speaks with this strange, incandescent enthusiasm. Through that chorus of praise, I feel like I know him pretty well. He’s the ever-present force along with Dhug at Live in the Depths. He’s almost always operating the sound at LITD and if he isn’t, he’s probably performing. This self-titled album is such a wonderful treat. I know my review won’t do justice to the production that when into this record (it’s is dense, deliberate, and frighteningly alive) but like all of my reviews I thought I’d tell you how it makes me feel. And if you want a shortcut into the headspace where this album was forged, you don’t need a decoder ring – you need Kevin’s book, The Galactian Cyclops Crystal. It’s the clearest window into the circuitry of the man behind the music. Just read this passage below …

The leader raised his outstretched hands and declared loudly, to be heard above the roaring water, "You are Mystick Watchers. You seek a home between the planes. The right we now perform shall bring your mind in line with the Divine shape of the universe so that you can use your fullest potential to spread loving energy upon infinite hippie festivals and plant daisies."
Pg. 17 - The Galactian Cyclops Crystal

One of my favorite flavors of art, is the art that is spewed henceforth from the mind of the truly capable. Masters of their craft – deliberate in their movement, placement and intention. When I can feel that level of control behind the chaos, I can finally relax. I know the art isn’t an accident. I know every jolt, every shimmer, every deranged flourish is intentional. And that makes it easy to sink into, to let it wash over me like a good kind of fever. Reducing it by describing it in great detail or classifying it as “IDM” or “experimental” or any other neat little label feels disingenuous to the creature that made it. All you need to know is that it’s music and that you should listen to it.

There are some soft notes, some harsh tones, but ultimately it’s an adventure through the mouth of mindness or the mind of mouthness. It’s built for people who’ve stolen cursed trinkets from goblins or for travelers who spend their nights haunting the alleys of MegaTown looking for trouble, information, or both. This music is for the adventurer in our hearts and the philosophers in our lungs. An album for anyone reckless enough to step outside themselves and return with a story.

Great album. Would highly recommend.