This review is an ode to the hornets who I had to defend my house against. I wish there was another way, but you'd probably sting me.
Jakob's sad-ish, nostalgic jam is a perfect way to help us all mourn over what was a deeply depressing and succinct battle.
You were never welcome, but the remorse I feel now is heavy. Maybe in the next life you'll be reincarnated as a musician whereby I'll be obliged to feature one of your tracks.
Perhaps Jakob Ogawa is a hornet from another battle. Who knows?