Monday, 25 November 2013

The Walking Dead Is NOW. We're All Infected And Surrounded By Many More Than Seven Devils.


A recently received inspiring email. She Said, "I found your blog and Twitter account. Please don't contact me again". What higher praise! Shall happily comply, m'dear especially if I can remember who you are.

Which massively sourced empirical facts I've posted that so offended her and she clearly disagreed with, she didn't say - Yep, I get that you're clearly not supportive of my views at all, so logically I can put you down as a Jew-hating Hamass, communist gulags and Occupy rapist supporter etc, then? Hey, I was shocked! Shocked that so many of the apparently left infected since birth, gay n' carefree youth [I'm takin' a wild guess here] - so tediously sodden with identity politics and the tyranny of group rights over individual freedom, could be so er, intolerant, shallow, incurious, unread, conformist, dull and charmless. Who knew? Not me, fella. But I digress.

Hey, the 'Colonel Neville Always Dresses For Dinner' blog is er, 'officially' over and out, never to return. Yep, big deal. But nonetheless, first an outstanding Walking Dead fan video featuring Radioactive by Imagined Dragons. Play this LOUD. Are you even listening? I said LOUD! [Lyrics down the page a little.]



Another piece of cathartic talent. A Walking Dead fan video featuring 'Seven Devils' by Florence and the Machine. Play this even LOUDER. Kinda says it all really or something.

Now if one reads the lyrics further down, and [instead of the likely pathetic, entirely risk-free standard dreary pop attack on Christianity it perhaps is] said lyrics actually read much like any typical list of carried-out threats that Islamic Jihad hopped-up Muslims make to Christians, Jews, Kaffirs, Infidels, Hindus, Buddhists, Taoists, Animists etc, etc, etc and other Muslims - oh, 24/7 for about the last 1400 years and er, counting...]

N' funny how those who say they care soooooo much about Muslims don't care to notice in the slightest, that Islam firstly invades to make by force more Muslims and then enslaves, oppresses, brainwashes, mutilates and murders millions of wait for it, Muslims - and has for over 1400 years. In fact Sharia jihad Muslims have murdered around 10 million Muslims since 1948. It's what Islam Sharia ALWAYS does, in fact this is all the replicating virus of the Islam meme does - created as it was by one insane man called Mohammad.

But I digress. Human beings are created in the image of God and thus sacred, while many choose to be devils or are raised as such in a world filled with wolves. Nonetheless one must guide and be able to see the good in the young and alive unless it's not there, then one must be able to see the bad. No, really.

Hey, as I said in the previous post, this is the end of this blog. Mebbe with luck the next time you see me will likely be in swingin' videos, some actin' there about's n' even music and writing too. One never knows especially if you make your own luck. Until then over and out my liberty loving patriot friends and Sempre Fi.

Talking of laughs, the three main things that always aim to control, enslave and kill you are an ever bigger, and more corrupt usurping government, control-freak mob-mind ideological movements and opportunistic, morally void criminals. The first legislate and the second indoctrinate you to enable your own incremental suicide, while both create ever more perfect opportunity for the violent and murderous to take the thus emasculated you and your unarmed family and friends, and all you value, down. That's if the first two things don't get you first.

Right now and all over the world, the evil are doing whatever they want to, to the defenseless. What are you going to do when they come for you and your own? And they will come, whether you do as they want or not. If one doesn't seriously take those who usurp, indoctrinate, intimidate and murder our children, then you are not only not paying attention, stupid and doomed, but clueless of what liberty is and thus unworthy of it. Tell me about it. Ah, I have my sharpened trench shovel visions of righteous wrath and more to keep us warm.

PS. Keep your best eye out for the mindless, murderous hordes of zombie walkers n' biters. They can turn up damn anywhere and everywhere now...and in many forms. All in all, I wish I was on a shady farmhouse porch in the rolling hills of Georgia, drinking iced coffee with friends and admiring at leisure the lovely rural view, the soft cool breeze and our massive wall of guns. Oh, and books. No, really. Colonel Neville.




The Walking Dead Soundtrack.





Mucho more Walking Dead themes and songs.





'Serpents' by Sharon Van Etten and below is a groovy studio take...








Oats In The Water by Ben Howard.







Feel Alive. AKA 'To Build A Home'.

“To Build A Home by THE CINEMATIC ORCHESTRA



There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home.

And I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust........

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed its knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
Held on as tightly as you held onto me
Held on as tightly as you held onto me......

And I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust...”









The Last Pale Light In The West by Ben Nichols.


A Country Boy Can Survive by Hank Williams Jnr.




Radioactive' by Imagined Dragons.

"I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We'll paint it red to fit right in
Whoa

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa


All systems go, the sun hasn't diedDeep in my bones, straight from inside." Etc.



'Seven Devils' by Florence and the Machine.

"Holy water cannot help you down 
Hours and armies couldn't keep me out
I don't want your money
I don't want your crowd
See I have to burn
Your kingdom down

Holy water cannot help you now
See I've had to burn your kingdom down
And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out
I'm gonna raise the stakes, I'm gonna smoke you out

Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in my house
See they were there when I woke up this morning
I'll be dead before the day is done

Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in your house
See I was dead when I woke up this morning
I'll be dead before the day is done
Before the day is done

And now all your love will be exorcised
And we will find you saying it's to be better now
And it's an even sum
It's a melody
It's a battle cry
It's a symphony

Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in my house
See they were there when I woke up this morning
I'll be dead before the day is done

Seven devils all around you
Seven devils in your house
See I was dead when I woke up this morning
And I'll be dead before the day is done

Before the day is done

They can keep me high
'Til I tear the walls
'Til I save your heart
And I take your soul
And what have we done?
Can I be undone?
In the evil heart
In the evil soul

Seven devils in your house
See I was dead when I woke up this morning
I'll be dead before the day is done
Before the day is done."


'The Last Pale Light In The West' by Ben Nichols.

"In my hands I hold the ashes
In my veins black pitch runs
In my chest the fire catches
In my way a setting sun

Dark clouds gather round me
To the West my soul is bound
But I will go on ahead free
There is a light yet to be found 

And I ask for no redemption
In this cold and barren place
Still I see a faint reflection
And so by it guide my way."