Step 1: Read this if you want an origin story. {If not, skip to Step 2}
On one very lazy Sunday arvo, two little boys were discussing with each other on social medias their desire to play music for people. As they were both guitarists, they agreed to search through every nook and cranny in the town of Albury, NSW, for a drummer and a bassist to complete their quartet of rabble rousers. After not bothering to look at all, they agreed to use the guitarists brother as a drummer and make one of their friends learn how to play bass. Together, these four mischief mongers make up Yello Polo, a name that means absolutely nothing, because it's really hard to think of a name that sticks with all of us. But does it need to? As long as they make good music, what does it matter? Is the 'w' a necessary part of the word 'yellow'? These guys ask the real questions.
Step 2: Enjoy.