Celtic Heart

by Cheynne Murphy

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Currently presenting the album Celtic Heart, Cheynne has documented some of his time and inspirations in Ireland. Travelling with his two brothers and father on a family bonding trip, Cheynne recalls: “We were travelling down these very narrow lanes, using our smart phone to chart a course to the old homestead where Pa Murphy was born. Remarkably we found it, and as we stood outside the cottage, a local farmer with gumboots above his knees, and a thick midlands accent, asked us if we were lost and then proceeded to invite us all in for a cup of tea and a look around”. Inspired by the experience and the friendly people of Ireland, Cheynne began a song-writing session in the coastal town of Clifden, at Abbyglen Castle, resulting in an inspirational acoustic folk rock ode to Cheynne’s Grandfather and an acknowledgement of ancestral Celtic roots. Cheynne further developed the sound at home, engaging local musicians and tapping into Byron’s own folk community including Chris Sullivan (Concertina), Chris Aronsten (violin and mandolin) and Matt Connelly (Irish pipes and Bodhran).

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released February 9, 2016

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Cheynne Murphy Byron Bay, Australia

Byron Bay artist Cheynne Murphy debuted his first EP titled Firesongs for the Soul at the world famous Byron Bay Bluefest 2009 in the company of giants such as the Blind Boys of Alabama, John Butler, & Michael Franti amongst others. While Firesongs for the Soul explores a folk rock sound, Sunsongs For the Soul is Cheynne's journey into writing warm retro acoustic pop songs. ... more

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Track Name: Celtic Heart
Celtic Heart
There’s a place in Knocknageehe, County Mayo, where the winds blow cold, and walls of stone guard the meadows.

Twas here my grandfather walked, pushing a barrow,
Along muddy lanes and cobbled streets, so narrow.


Didn’t have much, but there was little you could lose,
And as I walk the halls of your house, I offer you:


This Celtic heart, rushing the blood through my veins, it fills my cup, threads through the holy soul, on it goes, with the beat of a Celtic heart

One of seven hungry souls, little Joseph never made it through,
And the famine was hard, but there was time for handball too,
And dear Catherine she held your hand, she your queen forever
But the clouds gathered in, she was taken, so tender.

This Celtic heart, rushing the blood through my veins, it fills my cup, threads through the holy soul, on it goes, with the beat of a Celtic heart

Didn’t have so much, but there was little you could lose,
And as I walk the halls of your house, from this heart, I offer you


Oh and this Celtic heart, rushing the blood through my veins, fills my cup, they thread through the holy soul, on it goes, with the beat of this Celtic heart

There’s a place in Knocknageehe, County Mayo, where the winds blow cold, and walls of stone guard the meadows.