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Ashley Maldonado
Orange County
"My guitar is not a thing. It is an extension of myself - it is who I am."
Interests: Fields of wildflowers.Lush green hills.Horseback riding.Tree lined roads.Autumn.Strawberry flavored things.People with a quirky sense of humor.The victorian era. The california life.London Rain.British accents.cobblestone streets.Cliffside villas. Architecture.Poetry.Guitars/Guitar players.Peppermint hot coco.Black and white and sepia photography.Bluegrass.Roadside cafe’s.Quaint bookstores. Daisies. Winel. Songs that take you back and make you melancholy. Smells that instantaneously evoke a memory or emotion. Harmonies, Melodies, guitar strings and men with foreign accents. The look on drummer's faces when they are pounding the life outta some drums. The feel of a microphone in my hand. Looking back at people's faces in a dark theater (no lie). Private Jokes, Prayer, Soft Intense kisses and long tight hugs. People who make me laugh endlessly. British Humor is the best! Ricky Gervais and Zach galifianakis are my heroes!!!
Recent Activity
"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche "The woods would be very silent if the only birds that sang were those who sang best..." - Henry David Thoreau "music is worthless unless it can make a complete stranger, break down and cry" ~ Frou Frou 'the dumbing... Continue reading
Posted Mar 11, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
It is not a dreamlike state, but the somehow insulated state, that a great musician achieves in a great performance. He's aware of where he is and what he's doing, but his mind is on the playing of the instrument with an internal sense of rightness. Continue reading
Posted Mar 3, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
lucky girl ;) he gave ya a comment! I have to say, since I'm here I really admire what Amanda Seyfried said about you, channing "he's the most married of all men i know" on chelsea handler ... THAT is the sign of a real man. :)
Understand. I'll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I'll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows with only this one dream: you come too. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
After living in the dark for so long, a glimpse of the light can make you giddy. Strange thoughts come into your head and you better think'em. Has a special fate been calling you and you not listening? Is there a secret message right in front of you and you're... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
So I've decided today seemed like a most agreeable day for bloggin (maybe i have been reading too much jane austen) and that i might as well make amends with myspace blogs and try my hand at this again...keeping in mind not to hit my back button and erase all... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Matters of the heart Current mood: contemplative It's funny how deeply connected we humans (or perhaps just girls...maybe even just this one) find ourselves to the characters we support and/or look up to in our favorite movies, books, etc. I made this very keen observation about myself this week upon... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Wearing his shirt and nothing else....hardwood floors.....black and white stripes....balconies with flower boxes.....empty wine glass on a side table....crisp white sheets (egyptian cotton ;) ha.... flower petals...music notes.....aftershave....red dress..... dancing on the beach in the moonlight.....his stubble.... barefeet....fleece blankets...... cobblestone streets....his eyes....guitar strings.....french kisses :) Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you. I long for the day I'll dream of your kiss... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Sometimes I wonder why I don't write anymore....books I mean. Sometimes I wonder if I still should be....an author I mean. I read somewhere that you will only be great if you follow your first passion...not your second or third. I am doing that while also in the process of... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
I want to.... Current mood: determined I want to lie down in fields of soft overgrown grass, looking up at a clear summer sky....barefoot in a white linen dress/skirt..... ;) his hand in mine and a light scent of rain in the air. I am dying to spend an indefinate... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
he breeze tonight is perfect...it tickles my senses in the most delightful way. I press my fingers into the strings on my guitar as hard as I can so each delightful note is sung out into the night, clear and crisp. The calluses on the tips are developing quite nicely... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
The fresh smell of clothes whence pulled from the dryer.... Laughing so hard your face and sides hurt Laughing with your family and friends so hard that moments later you are all racing to make it to the bathroom first before you all pee your pants :) A hot shower... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
As I am sitting here in my bed listening to the weepies and contemplating the words to this song, I stop for maybe five seconds and actually contemplate being an old woman with her list of favorite tv shows and studly young men to come home to each night (in... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
What does that even mean? I could contemplate the real meaning of that all night, and then ramble on in a blog about it with a lot of big words and added pointless drivel to emphasize a point, but I'm just not in the mood. I did come to the... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
I will now proceed to share with you all a few of my favorite..."excerpts" or "quotes" or whatever you would categorize the following as... they are from my most recent jane austen read (northanger abbey) and they are all the highlighted passages in the copy I own. They are highlighted... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Rolled around on kitchen floors. Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours. And now we pass and just like glass I see through you, you see through me like I'm not there. Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
I had the most amazing awakening this morning. Well.... there is one minor exception to that amazing awakening but we'll just set that aside and focus on the good part seeing as the exception was partly what also made it great. Ok I'll set aside the pointless drivel I am... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Give me back what you took from me....It's too late now you are just a beautiful contradiction. You have nothing to lose, and I have everything at stake, I can't help wondering if maybe it was all just a game. I didn't think it possible for you to be like... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
I hate this first of all. I hate the fact that he is on my mind when I wake up, and on my mind when I go to bed. I hate the way his eyes dance in my mind when I am listening to those beautiful strings. I hate the... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
There is a girl...who resides in a world that exists passionatley in her own mind. She sits and quietly watches the people around her float by in happy nonchalance...blissful ignorance of what is real and what is imaginary... in a world where no one has ever cared enough to delve... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
A relatively useless blog Current mood: hungry "It was romance in action. Poetry in motion. It was spring, summer and winter all in one taste." Those words still ring as true and brilliant as they did the day they were spoken and contrived between two new friends, both desperatley seeking... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
I love you. Go to hell. I have a secret I wish I could tell you. I love you. Its terrifying, devistating, soul aching. I can’t say the words trapped in my heart. I’m no good like this, my mind is useless. I have a sample of you zipped in... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
Evaporate Shadows fall, night time descends. A slideshow of memories that never seem to end. my eyes are sealed tight and my heart is open wide; Praying with such passion for things that may never happen Evaporate; God take away my pain. Thoughts for him and confessions that won’t fade.... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog
A deep thought and some song lyrics I created Current mood: quixotic I have discoverd there is something beautiful about pain. It creates poets out of it's victims-- a painful poetry that paints some of the best art. The most beautiful and inspiring art comes from a heart in pain.... Continue reading
Posted Feb 21, 2010 at Ashley Maldonado's blog