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There’s a tender, unmistakable charm that lingers in the work of natural-born storyteller, Patrick Wilson. Rich in craftsmanship, Wilson’s trademark sound and approach to songwriting are gifts only strengthened by the life he breathes into performance.

His is a befitting narrative. It was in 2010 that Wilson, a 19-year-old apprentice butcher who’d dedicated his life to ensuring the Torquay locals remained well-fed, decided once-and-for-all to address his own hunger. Channeling the harsh romanticism of small-town life into writing, recording, and a debut EP, Ryan the Moth (2013), Wilson began the painstakingly slow but ultimately revolutionary process of personal reinvention.

It’s not often that audiences witness an artist whose output is so grounded, personable, and heartrendingly honest. As it happens, there’s a distinct warmth and benevolence sewn deep within the lining of Wilson’s craft. We’ve seen it with the likes of Kasey Musgraves, Van Morrison, and Roy Orbison, all stars in their own right, but it’s in Patrick Wilson that this unique class of alternative, old-time Americana finds its true north.

Wilson’s rich, even-flowing voice tempts light to even the darkest corners of rooms and implores us, above all, to place trust in the hands of its owner. Make no mistake: Patrick Wilson is a man of his word.

A seasoned session drummer and long-time guitarist for a conglomeration of Australian acts, Wilson has - in newfound resonance alongside his band, The Last Name - supported The Bellamy Brothers (USA) and Australian country heavyweight, Bill Chambers (Dead Ringer Band), and in 2016 appeared onstage alongside Small Town Romance, Bill Chambers and Georgia State Line at Tamworth Country Music Festival.

“I heard Patrick Wilson sing for the first time in a small studio in Melbourne. His voice and his songs just blew me away,” Bill Chambers once offered.

It’s fair enough, too, because here is a reborn and beautifully mature musician now hell-bent on satisfying our cravings for a damned good tune. It’s in Wilson and his craft that we arrive home.