The paleolithic diet (abbreviated paleo diet or paleodiet), also popularly referred to as the caveman diet, Stone Age diet and hunter-gatherer diet, is a modern nutritional plan based on the presumed ancient diet of wild plants and animals that various hominid species habitually consumed during the Paleolithic era—a period of about 2.5 million years duration that ended around 10,000 years ago with the development of agriculture. In common usage, such terms as the "Paleolithic diet" also refer to the actual ancestral human diet.
Centered on commonly available modern foods, the "contemporary" Paleolithic diet consists mainly of fish, grass-fed pasture raised meats, vegetables, fruit, roots, and nuts, and excludes grains, legumes, dairy products, salt, refined sugar, and processed oils.
First popularized in the mid-1970s by gastroenterologist Walter L. Voegtlin, this nutritional concept has been promoted and adapted by a number of authors and researchers in several books and academic journals. A common theme in evolutionary medicine, Paleolithic nutrition is based on the premise that modern humans are genetically adapted to the diet of their Paleolithic ancestors and that human genetics have scarcely changed since the dawn of agriculture, and therefore that an ideal diet for human health and well-being is one that resembles this ancestral diet. Proponents of this diet argue that modern human populations subsisting on traditional diets allegedly similar to those of Paleolithic hunter-gatherers are largely free of diseases of affluence, and that two small prospective studies of the Paleolithic diet in humans have shown some positive health outcomes. Supporters point to several potentially therapeutic nutritional characteristics of allegedly preagricultural diets.
Paleo, aka David Strackany, is an American singer of folk music who is notable for writing a song every day for 365 days using a "half-size children's guitar" while living out of his car and being essentially homeless. He plays acoustic guitar and sings and in 2011 began touring the United States. He has a recording arrangement with an indie music label named Partisan Records.
Strackany was born in 1981. He graduated from college but was dissatisfied with service-level jobs and so he decided to become a songwriter. He chose the moniker Paleo after seeing a paleontology exhibit of butterflies in Prague. He explained:
He exchanged his collection of music CDs for a tattoo. In a subsequent interview, he recalled that he thought he could "make a living making music" but wasn't sure how this would happen. He has had a variety of musical influences from pop culture but one in particular that stands out is the musical Jesus Christ Superstar which he describes as a guilty pleasure. He has a creative temperament, and in an interview, described himself as living "inwardly":
Clinging to your instinct for life
A bold favor from the Christian legacy
Come into the garden of delights
Where man has to judge his own behaviour
Conscious to the very fact
A chance meeting with a lone stranger
Casually you lose the day
The law's clear the silent danger
That must be hell this side of heaven
Nothing erodes the sign of redemption
That must be hell this side of heaven
Nothing erodes the sign of redemption
Public courage takes pride in their choice
There's a limit to you men who count the angels
Quietly you seem to suffice
The same train leads to...
That must be hell this side of heaven
Nothing erodes the sign of redemption
That must be hell this side of heaven
Nothing erodes the sign of redemption
That must be hell this side of heaven
Nothing erodes the sign of redemption
That must be hell this side of heaven
I put love in the young boy's eyes
Some were running out of the future
That Kind of feeling's so hard to define
Embracing poverty and corruption
Just to mask to clean up the...
We're sitting in the manor tonight
The web of conquest lay all around
Witnesses - children by moon bright
We were witnesses
We were witnesses
Watching on
There's talk of life
Promises written in laughter
Just like a man who decides to be cursed
Driving on a course of correction
He lights a spark so light up the torch
Once stranded by the hands of discretion
His step was drawn by the fire within
Kept burning by his faith in redemption
We were witnesses
We were witnesses
Watching on
He lights a spark so light up your torch
Now carried by this form of expression
Our step was drawn by the fire within
Kept burning by our faith in completion
We were witnesses
We were witnesses
Watching on
And on and on
And on and on
Two eyes meet the pull is very strong
The persons dream - It's running on and on
The tenant views a mind to let
With small diversions that could be sooner said
Solely appearing - the person that you're soon to know
The tenant - The tennant
The tennant - he waits
Seductively he's torn apart
The tennant - he waits
Reluctantly he plays a part
An incident it causes an actered state
----Translated the tennant can't relate
Habit forming that leads to habit breaking
The tennant's lost in his new undertaking
His mind's confused he cannot tell who is wrong
An image appears but never stays with him for long
The tenant - The tennant
The tennant - he waits
Seductively he's torn apart
The tennant - he waits
Reluctantly he plays a part
The tennant - he waits
Seductively he's torn apart
The tennant - he waits
Reluctantly he plays a part
The tennant stares and shakes with fear
His stage is set his time is drawing near
Act complete as he hits the floor
The crowd roar and some scream for more
The darkness breaks but still the pull is very strong
Two eyes meet the patients dream runs on and on
The tenant - The tennant
The tennant - he waits
Reluctantly he plays a part
The tennant - he waits
I'm stepping on a grey head
Seen through black and white
I'm tired of being a pin man
Shying from the light
I'm living on desire
These pleasures came too high
I'm dodging round the corpses
who'd beat me for a price
We're painting pictures
We're painting pretty pictures
look how they shine
we're drifting on a river
stepping out of time...shine
They comment appraition
The truth they never told
They're searching for a rainbow
and a little pot of gold
they're smashing the illusion
each new romantic word
they're filling up the palm beach
we'll fight until we serve
We're painting pictures
We're painting pretty pictures
look how they shine
we're drifting on a river
stepping out of time...shine
We're painting pictures
We're painting pretty pictures
look how they shine
we're drifting on a river
stepping out of time...shine
This god is of a madness
Where life holds no surprise
The years gonna pass your face
As men become too bright
With the arrow
Pull our ropes and chains too tight
Shed not a care for no man
She sleeps alone tonight
The altar will be scented
The altar will be scented
Her little ugly tragedy
It's a poor man's stumbling ground
Just like a serpent seeking
And listen to the sound
Destitution have an encore
Where reason's put to rest
Just slip into it's deeper hands
Where faith is put to rest
The altar will be scented
The altar will be scented
Torn by the four winds
Breathless from the start
I can show you
To pull those legs apart
The dead man had a daughter
And will let the reaper through
The hunters in the sea of chains
The world comes after you
The altar will be scented
Did you really have stars in your eyes
Or did you lose them on the way
In the twisted hills
Explanations were so hard to apply
Does your little heart break
When the thought reappears
And dreaming are you there with the past
My creme de la creme were are the men in the middle
Oh he was that cloud on your face
Must the innocent and weak
Be dismissed as an evil
You've got me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Is it pleasing to see me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
The light beyond the ocean waves
You come and you go you never offer a reason
May mercy hold the truth for us both
A company of justice still unbelieving
There's pictures running round in my head
As pure as any footstep
I'm printed in snow
I'm moving like a thief after dark
Your victories will cost me
But you just don't show it
I'm moving like a thief after dark
Your victories will cost me
But you just don't show it
I'm moving like a thief after dark
Your victories will cost me
The misplaced motive was almost intact
Until a feline creature come and rip you apart
I was feeling like a man who almost dies everyday
I kiss the hand I wince from the shock
I've got smiling Americans with hands on the screen
So simply abused oh I love the extreme
Are you ready
Are you ready
Ready to believe
Caught on the thorns of life again
Machines in my face
Mean can hear what I say
The outlaw stands he's always over inviting
As the reasons change or the seasons change
You were brutal you were innocent and very nice
I thought that I was pushing
So you named me a price
Are you ready
Are you ready
Ready to believe
Are you ready
Are you ready
Ready to believe
If seeing is believing
Then believing must be seeing
If seeing is believing
Then believing must be seeing
If seeing is believing