Paul Clancy is a musician, writer, and rambler living in Austin, Texas. He is the owner of Clancy’s Guitar School, where he’s gotten to know hundreds of musicians across Texas over the years. His music has appeared on a wide variety of recordings by legandary guitarists such as Susan McDonald. He loves hanging out in nature with his beautiful wife, three stunningly smart kids, and six grandkids who are being trained to fight the robots in the next robot war. When he’s not writing poetry or music, he is befriending the squirrels and birds in his backyard. This anthology brings together in one place his writings, drawings, and musings from the past fifty years.

On his forthcoming anthology So What, Paul has this to say:

Is my autobiography mine? 

192,000 years ago (plus or minus a few infinities) it all started. 

Humans appeared. All over the place. 

 The Human Manifesto was written in the basement

Of the cave of life,

 Humans figured they better move on.

Lice, prehistoric creatures, slimy things that wore peat moss wigs

Were not conducive to the Human enclave of Manifesto writers.

So Humans crawled from the dirty oily greasy womb of earth.

And time passed. And Humans multiplied.  And so and so begat such and such.

And all sorts of ages and advancements pushed into the future

Humans followed along.

And are still here

The earth is under siege.

The siege is horrific

The siege is perpetual.

The growth of the Human army is exponential.

So it grew and grew and consumed and consumed 

And then I appeared put of the consumption

Totally out of place

But here I am

My biography consists of figuring our one thing:

“what the heck??”