Sat atop a creaky old rooftop deck on a late May evening. San Francisco falls under a blanket of fog and lulls the city sounds to hum to a slower rhythm. Huddled humans speak in buzzed banter…
Stello mixes sounds of old and new like listening to hazy vinyl through a modern day record player. It is music with the power of transportation that allows you to wander amongst decades that can only be experienced through memories. The kind that have nestled nicely into the sounds of Stello…