Have you ever been listening to someone like Daniel Johnston, Moldy Peaches or Andrew Jackson Jihad and thought "Man, this outsider, anti-folk type of sound is really dope. The only problem is nobody ever sings about the Mike Scioscia"? Or perhaps you've always been wishing someone would make some seedy, moody, southern-fried bar rock with lyrics that tell the story of Kendrys Morales' ankle-breaking home run celebration? Well, you're in luck, because I am here to introduce you to a group(presumably just one dude) named The Los Angeles Sports Band. Your view on music as a whole is about to be changed forever.
The only music I care about any more are these crazy songs someone wrote about the Angels
