Making first contact with Nostro Hood System, New York-based Ovid arrives following previous transmissions via Dublin's Flood and a recent waypoint appearance on the label's 'Waystation: Sequence II' compilation with 'That Can't Be Right'. His debut full offering for NHS, 'Fan The Flames', reads as an initiation rite into a sonic order that treats rhythm as law and frequency as a living entity; a five-part body of work carved from dense percussive matter and torn, volatile synthesis, where hardware ritual and tactile performance converge into something both corporeal and otherworldly. Across the EP, Ovid locates an organic plane between drum physicality and sculpted tone, fusing forceful, hand-struck rhythmic sensibilities with tightly-wrought synthesis and restless sound design. The palette is heavy and opaque, thick with crunchy transients and ripping, buzzy synth matter, as though each element were being stress-tested inside a pressurised atmosphere. Syncopation rules the terrain, low end mass hangs weighty and immovable, and the energy profile is unrelenting; these are tools forged for high-impact ceremonial function, where bodies move first and thought follows.