Here's a great shot of Charlie at Strawberry by Tim Konrad and it's a wonderful setting to remember Charlie's smile.
-- Dale and Marilyn Barcellos

This past weekend I had the pleasure of Charlie and Kara's company at my housewarming party. It had been a while since I'd received one of Charlie's signature hugs, and I can still feel its warmth. I looked through my snapshots today and found one that truly captures Charlie's spark. I will miss him dearly.
-- Heather

Nita and I were just devastated when we saw Lissy's post this afternoon. In 1995 we attended our first Napa Valley Music Festival. We knew no one and had never even been to a festival of that sort. How lucky we were to meet Charlie right in front of the main stage where we sat together on the grass for three evening concerts. After that we were hooked. Charlie always reminded us of that magic weekend when we would see him at the Cafe or at a festival or party or FatFry or --. It seemed he was always there with us at so many great music events. When we first started having our house concert/open mic/mini-fests in Los Gatos, Charlie was there to support us and the music. We loved his rendition of Eighteen Wheeler. He would come to the house for the jams we hosted and always played it for Nita. We really loved Charlie. We always looked forward to seeing him. We will miss him. We are so grateful to have been able to spend time with him recently at Folk Alliance in San Diego. Our deepest condolences for his family and all those who knew him.
-- Toby

Charlie and me playing "3rd of July" for the first time in La Honda.
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There are some people in this world that you just want to hang with. Someone with a never ending smile and personality that just attracts folks like the Pipe Piper. I recall in last years Student Concert at camp, Kara sang this beautiful love song to Charlie. I was in awe. I could truly feel the love she had for him and his return gaze to her as she sang. Charlie, look in on Freyda and keep those soulful sounds coming.
-- Glenn Lawrence

Dear Charlie; One of the perks at my job is that I can play any CDs I want to...your's had been in rotation all last week...so beautiful, so brief. I remember meeting you for the first time on the bus to CCMC and how you just had me in stitches with your wordplay...such a silly, funny dear man...oh, my, I'll miss you. Love, Kerry
-- Kerry Parker

We knew Charlie through his work as a computer programmer but came to love him as a passionate and caring friend. We already miss our 3 hour conversations discussing politics, his weekend visits at our home in Oakland and his love of life and trips to Strawberry. He spoke often of his love for family, his brother and children. But really we believe he saw himself as a member of the family of peace. We share in the sorrow of all who loved him. Andy and Patricia Broadbent 510-482-8180
-- Andy and Patricia Broadbent

I camped next to Charlie for many years at the Strawberry Music Festival. From the first, I was drawn to Charlie's special and unique styles of songwriting and playing, as well as his boundless energy and enthusiasm for life. I can't begin to say what I'm feeling now as I have just learned that he won't be there to tease me and put up with my teasing this coming fall. In a world of musicians who spend their lives trying to sound like other musicians, Charlie Cutten was one of those rare individuals who created his own sound, and did it in a craftsmanlike, careful way. I was honored to play with him at his CD release party last spring, and I listen to his album often as I get my kids up and on their way to school. His tunes, like the man who wrote them, make even a rainy morning bright and warm. For the moment, I'd just like to say that I love and miss him, and will play his music at Strawberry this year to make sure that his spirit is with us.
-- Bruce Maurier

My heart is heavy as is everyone visiting this page today and beyond. Trying to think of what I'd like to leave and am at a loss. So, here's my corny little poem that should never be a song, but I'd like to think that Charlie wouldn't mind. We'll miss you, friend. little sprite with magic smile bandana on your head a willing hand to go the mile late to go to bed energy of a cheerful soul with music at its heart personified experience made whole with each of us a part tears are shed for missing you your song is done too soon now earthly life bids you adieu we thank you for the tune
-- Heather Stewart

Hi, All As I sit among the pines under the Tahoe skies, I download my email for the first time in days in tears. Charlie was the first, last, and one of the most important people in my first week at CCMC. As he helped me load, and unload, my overstuffed bags (without any comment on their weight), he smiled at my milk crate of music books. With an impish grin, he looked up at me and said, Next year, youll leave those at home. Ive been bound to little black dots all of my life. But at CCMC, I played more guitar in one week than I had in an entire year last summer, and (almost) never cracked one of them. I learned to listen and (began to) learn to play with people instead of books. Charlie helped me through one of the most difficult and wonderful moments of my life playing at the student concert. One of my goals that week was to learn to sing and play for people without my knees shaking the entire time. Charlies fingers smiled as often as his facehis music was soulful, happy and sad at the same time. His freely flowing notes coming from just behind me while we played gave me the courage to sing even when my knees did shake. Packing up the bus on the last day, Charlie again helped me lift my overstuffed bags. I told him he was right, next year I wouldnt bring that crate. Well maybe just one binder of my favorite songs. Throughout this year since camp, an underlying purpose every time Ive sat down with my guitar has been to memorize and play with the songs I know so that next summer, when someone asks if I have one to share, Ill be ready. Ive often smiled and thought of Charlie this year. His CD is one of my favorites to play while my students (middle school kids) do their work. His music motivates and touches them, as well. Everyone seems to settle into their thoughts and work when I put it on even the ones who would rather be listening to Linkin Park. When Im done crying, I hope I can listen to his music again with a smile. Kara you and Charlie gave me a glimpse of how two people could be themselves and together at the same time. You helped me not worry about how my time at CCMC might change if my husband ever could come, too. Your song for Charlie at the end of the student concert was wonderful and perfect. My heart cries for you and your family. I havent seen either of you much this year since camp, but my thoughts are with you both. Im sure that Charlie continues to share his music with people he loves. Lots of love to everyone, Crystal
-- Crystal Lanier

Words fail me. I am so sad. My heart goes out to Kara, Charlie's family and all of us in the CCMC community. His loss will affect us all deeply. What a kind man. I hear his voice in my head as I enjoyed many long talks with Charlie. I see him gleefully twirling in tye die at Strawberry. And then his guitar playing always moved me to stop and watch as his fingers danced over the fretboard and then to see the joy on his face when he played. What a loss. Love, Janet Lenore
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I am completely stunned to hear this tragic news. It is hard to imagine our musical community without Charlie. He was the first smiling face I saw when I arrived for the first time at camp and made me feel welcome and at home there. He has been a wonderful friend and an inspiring musician. My heart and prayers go out to Kara. Love well and embrace every precious moment that life offers, my friends. Charlotte
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Crushing news. What a tragedy. I found one of the pictures I took at camp 2003. Just look at his expression while accompanying Crystal. Pure joy. We have lost a wonderful friend. Glenn Lawrence
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Oh my god. This is so awful. I don't that I can say anything worthy. I know we all agree he was such a huge life force. It is beyond comprehension to think of the world without him. My first and only CCMC in 1998 is still burning strong in my memory thanks to Charlie's warm & sweet presence from the very first instant I stepped off the bus. I shared a cabin with him and a song for KFOG... does anyone remember that? He also took very good care of me at my first Strawberry this past Fall. He was so giving it isn't even funny. Always trying to help the underdog. I wish I could be there to say a proper goodbye. I am too far. I send you all love and good wishes. I'm so sorry. We need more Charlie's in this world, that's for damn sure. love, Chris
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I think part of what made Charlie so special was that he put out everything he was and cared about where everyone could see it at a glance. He was thrilled to share what he was made of and what he loved. I never wondered if Charlie was having a good time; you could see the glow of joy through closed eyelids or the smoke of a campfire. Paul Ebersman
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All - I just spoke with Larry Weissenborn and I can report that Charlie's family and closest friends are working together to plan memorials and the like. There may be memorials planned for both the nearer as well as the further future, so that Charlie's many communities - so many of them tied to his music - can have a chance to both grieve and celebrate this wonderful life that we got to enjoy - for far too short a time. The CCMC Board has already discussed sending flowers to the service and perhaps we can do more when another memorial is planned - to help with logistics, talent, sound or whatever we can do. For now, I think one of the things that we can do is let people know personally the sad news so that fewer people have to see that dreaded "subject line" and get it from email. Kara and Larry have been on the phone trying to do this so if we just help out with the communication, we've done something for the immediate support. And I told Larry that's what we would do for them, besides. I know that the communication has been spreading because tonight's performance by the Waybacks all the way in Australia will be dedicated to the memory of Charlie Cutten - an extraordinary man. love Janet Lenore
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Charlie exemplified all that is best in CCMC energy, creativity, talent and a strong commitment to his friends, family and music. He was a generous spirit who was the smiling face of CCMC for many and who will be truly missed by all. John
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I was shocked like everyone else to hear of Charlie's untimely death. How can a person so full of life and joy (to share with everyone) be taken so quickly and so unfairly? I fondly recall the many hours I spent with Charlie during our joint tenure on the CCMC board and how as Jeff already mentioned he was a stickler for detail, always working to make sure CCMC business affairs were in proper order. Most people knew the happy-go-lucky side of Charlie but if you ever had the opportunity to work with him you quickly found out that he had a serious side too and demanded that every job be done right. He was fully dedicated to those things he believed in. I also recall how he volunteered to be last at the student concert knowing full well he would be performing at 3am. I was the MC for that last shift one year and he was 100% ready when his turn came. He played one of his beautiful fingerstyle arrangements, eyes closed and smiling. All I can think of now is that as a community one thing we can do to honor his memory and the joy of music he shared with us is to establish a CCMC scholarship in his name. His spirit will live on in the music of others brought to camp this way even though he won't be there in person to greet them as step off the bus. With a very sad heart, Dan Rosenberg...
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I am without words. I am grateful for the snipets of time I have spent talking and playing with both Kara and Charlie. I always knew *next time* I would make an effort to spend more time with them. I am sure I am not alone when I say this has touched me profoundly. I for one will take the lesson this time. As Charlotte has so beautifully said, "Love well and embrace every precious moment that life offers, my friends." With much Peace and Love Jylian -- Namaste In dwelling, be close to the land. In meditation, go deep in the heart. In dealing with others, be gentle and kind. In speech, be true. In ruling, be just. In daily life, be competent. In action, be aware of the time and the season. No fight: No blame. Lao Tzu
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It is so sad,and yet warming, to hear how so many people were touched and moved by knowing Charlie, especially in our CCMC community. I especially hear those who said "I met Charlie my first year at camp...he really helped me and made camp special" As for me, I remember Charlie's first year at camp, how he came over to listen to Don Steiny and me play a few tunes on a cabin porch. He was wearing a backpack, carrying a sleeping bag and tent, and had a red bandana tied around his head. He said, "Wow...this is great! This is really great!" And, of course, Charlie went on to be one of the pillars of CCMC, doing whatever needed to be done, and doing it well, because he really cared about it. Charlie and CCMC had a true mutual love. While waiting for Charlie's CD to come in, get out your 2003 student concert CD, go to the last number. It's Kara singing "'Deed I Do" with a sweet intro to her (and our) beloved Charlie Cutten. I will listen to the words very carefully. They are so true.
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Nita and I were just devastated when we saw Lissy's post this afternoon. In 1995 we attended our first Napa Valley Music Festival. We knew no one and had never even been to a festival of that sort. How lucky we were to meet Charlie right in front of the main stage where we sat together on the grass for three evening concerts. After that we were hooked. Charlie always reminded us of that magic weekend when we would see him at the Cafe or at a festival or party or FatFry or --. It seemed he was always there with us at so many great music events. When we first started having our house concert/open mic/mini-fests in Los Gatos, Charlie was there to support us and the music. We loved his rendition of Eighteen Wheeler. He would come to the house for the jams we hosted and always played it for Nita. We really loved Charlie. We always looked forward to seeing him. We will miss him. We are so grateful to have been able to spend time with him recently at Folk Alliance in San Diego. Our deepest condolences for his family and all those who knew him. Toby Roodman
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I can't believe I will never see Charlie's ever smiling face again or get to be tickled just at the sight of him. We have so many loving memories of him to hold on to. I feel lucky and grateful to have know such a wondrous person. I am so stunned and sad. Cski
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Hey All, I, too, wish to send my tearful condolences to all of us. Charlie, like Freyda, was one of those always positive, impish models, exuding a constant joy for life. Besides camp, which I don't get to often enough, I'll miss him as one of the wildmen at the contra dances. I wish I had known him better. Hugs to all, erik hoffman
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In Sacramento tonight. Just read the e-mails Hearing Dylan's "Percy's tune" in my head "Bad news bad news came to me where I sleep turn turn turn again... saying a friend of yours is in trouble deep oh how cruel the rain and the wind." I was graced by Charlie's smile and bright eyes maybe seven or eight times. Two of which I recall with special regard. One night in my first year at camp, I was wandering by the stream gazing up at the stars and Charlie came by on his way to the campfire, smiling and looking like some sort of beautiful folksinging samuri. "What'ya doin?" he said. "Looking at the stars" I said. "Good thing to do when ya can. Glad you're here. " he said, and laid a hand on my shoulder and walked off crunching on the gravel like a man chuckling in a long hallway. I realized as I watched him cross the stream that I felt immediately more at home and happier than I had all night, maybe longer. The other was at Ashkenaz in Berkeley after he had performed at a show with a bunch of other songwriters. I came over to him right after his performance and told him how much I liked his tunes. He turned around, seemingly surprised to see me and laid one of his most radiant joy beams on me displaying a smile that literally seemed wider than his sweat glistening face and said,"Wow! its great to see you! You know I really liked that song you played at camp this summer at the last campfire! What was that?" and I looked at him in utter profound amazement that after pouring himself out through the soundhole as I had just heard him do he could even remember who I was, let alone transform my atempt to praise his performance into a gift from him to me. On each occassion, as with the others, I was struck by how totally present and alive to exactly what was really on his mind at that very moment he was and how completely uninterested he was in playing any sort of " Oh thanks but I don't deserve your praise unless perhaps you have alot more to give me." games with me, and how ,again, I left our moment feeling more at home and more alive and smiling wider than I had earlier that day, and walked on happier for no reason other than Charlie's soul warming smile and impulse to give joy freely. I did not have the chance to know him well but I was fortunate enough to be in his presence on several occassions to feel the power of his heart and soul , and the sunburst warmth of his smile. The fact of a soul like Charlie, and the joy and welcome he released like breathing, is one of the strong arguments for why life will abide despite the intricate fabric of human stupidity and fear. I am sad beyond expression at this news and yet also grateful to have had any time at all with such a one. I leaned my head out into Sacramento's cloudy sky tonight and caught a glimpse of a couple of stars and said, "Thanks for the smiles and the welcome Charlie." Bob Hahn
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Charlie: Intelligence, wit, the highest ethical standards, joy, promises always kept. A loving, generous man, always quick to offer his help. His death stuns us because the qualities he personified are exactly the ones we treasure most highly. Preston Carter
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For Charlie, The night of your passing the fog wept millions of little stars to fall and rest among the trees to seep in and cling to wool to blanket the mountain in deep slumber. Have the planets been strung like pearls, like stepping stones to eternity, just to guide your last journey? In my mind's eye I see Freyda's outstretched hands welcoming you home. Love, Carol McComb
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I reel. I dizzy. I fall Through novocain window. Some grace Catches me. >From where? The intake of breath Sharp, against the throat. Nettling tears Release taut disbelief. Shoulders sink Breath-pushed shiver Floods the corporeal column. Thudding eyes Collapse into open palms. Acceptance will soothe the body, But never the loitering question. Jayme Kelly Curtis
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As I have gone through life, I have noticed, in various groups that I have been involved with, that one, or a very few, people stand out as vivid personifications of that group. Charlie, to me, was one of the most vivid personifications of CCMC. His pure, unmitigated joy was infectious. There was no way not to be joyful around Charlie. Again, I am reminded, to take each moment fully. Life offers no guarantees. My heart goes out to Charlie's family and friends, and all of us as we suffer this unthinkable loss. Love to everyone, Scott King
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I am still very shaken by the news about Charlie. I can't tell you how this has affected me. Charlie wasn't just someone I worked with. He was so much more than that. I honestly feel like I've lost a brother. I'm not exaggerating. I can still hear his voice in my head. He'd come into the office with all his energy and make me feel so good. He was just so much fun, so full of life. I loved being around him. Even talking to him on the phone was so pleasant and wonderful. Before my Mom died we talked about our Moms (and all the issues) and when my Mom died he sent me the most heartfelt card and called to make sure I was okay. We continued talking about his Mom and his many trips up to Washington. The last time I spoke with him he mentioned his Mom seemed to be going into a decline. I can't even begin to tell you how much I'll miss him. I gave him a hard time the last time we spoke because I hadn't seen him in a while and I wanted him to stop by. He told me his 'route' into this area had changed because Kara moved to Mtn. View but he promised he would stop by. Whenever we'd eventually get around to talking about work it always amazed me how much he remembered of the surveys. He remembered so much more than I did and if asked him a question about something we did two years ago, he'd answer it without even looking it up. Talk about institutional memory........I know his music was his real passion and coming from a musical family myself (my Mom was a concert pianist and my brother is a professional drummer), I truly feel musicians are a very special breed. First of all they see the world differently but they seem to be able to go between both worlds quite easily but you just know there is this quality that makes them a cut above the rest of us. I'm so stunned and upset- talk about a huge loss and someone who will be truly missed. Debbie
-- Debbie Helming

I had only met Charlie twice and was impressed with his quiet, gentle nature and remarkable talent. He was entertaining as a musician and imaginative as a lyricist. When he played his guitar, I couldn't help but stare at his fingers and wonder "how'd he do that?" Practice and passion and talent and love of the instrment is the best answer I could find. I'm glad I met him. I'm glad I have his music in my collection. I'm oh, so sorry he is gone...
-- Peter Anning

In the past, I might say to someone who I thought had met Charlie (say, at camp or at Strawberry), "You know Charlie Cutten?" and they might know him or they might not. I'd follow up with, "You know, the guy with the white hair and beard and the big smile!" And that usually made the connection. That smile. That impious, welcoming smile was one of my first memories at camp, as it was for so many! We all miss Charlie. But we can keep his joy alive for our new friends by adopting our own versions of that smile.
-- Topher Gayle

Your ready smile, sense of humor, and cheerful shirts will be sorely missed, As will having you in my ears during those late night picking sessions at Strawberry. I'll see you again, Charlie, somewhere down the road. On some sweet, big view terrace up in the high pies, where the sun always shines throughout the daytime jams, where the night skies are clear , warm and full of stars. Where the drinks are free, the pretty girls in the audience smile and applaud everything we play, and where each tune we pick is hotter and sweeter than the last.
-- Mike Maurier

I remember hiking from Big Basin to the sea with Charlie, Greg and Midyne Spear, Dave Meniketti and his wife. We got lost and hiked a larger distance than we thought - about 16 miles total. But Charlie hiked about twice that because he would run ahead, then run back - we couldn't keep up with him. It was like having a puppy on the trip. I will always remember that hike and the joy that Charlie brought to the world.
-- Lisa Burns

Hey Charlie all the folks at Gryphon will miss your smiling face.
-- Nancy @ Gryphon

In 1998, I attended my first ♫California Coast Music Camp♫ session. When I arrived, Charlie was the first person I met. In his tye dye if I remember and definitely smiling. Throughout the week, I started to feel embarrassed by my let's call it, "enthusiasm." Feeling like I didn't fit in, that I was too loud. Charlie laughed when I told him how I felt. He held my hand and we skipped to the dining hall. The rest of that week, I was fortunate to share a cabin with Charlie and the guys as I didn't know about the "gender" cabins before cabins were assigned. Before camp, I had won a date from KFOG with this scarey guy and Chris Isack. Camp came right after my date, which turned out to be horrible. During camp week, I was supposed to call the station to tell them how the date went. A few of us, including Charlie (Jeff Lionz, Chris Dunlap..) wrote this funny song called, "she missed the love connection." (which I still have on tape!) We called the station early one morning and all sang it to Dave Morey. (This past summer, Charlie and I had a good laugh about it as I brought the tape to Strawberry so he could hear). The last day of CCMC camp Charlie said, "Okay, next year, you better have some happy songs.... or you owe me a 12-pack of beer!" I saw him a bit over the next few years, at shows, festivals etc.. nowhere nearly enough. But everytime I did see him again, we hugged tight like we had known each other for our whole lives. And everytime, we had a blast being goofy and loud and making spectacles of ourselves. I could always count on Charlie to ham it up with me. :-) This past year, Charlie and I started connecting again a lot more and this last Fall, we hung out at Strawberry. I walked around overwhelmed by it all and feeling misplaced...Charlie made sure to throw me into the action. He introduced me to a ton of people and asked them to take care of me... one night sending me to meet Bill Hand to showcase at his radio broadcast camp. Though both Charlie and I stayed awake all night and never made it on, we had fun goofing off while waiting. This past fall/winter, Charlie and Kara were planning a trip to the Grand Canyon. Remembering that I fueled airplanes there, Charlie e-mailed and asked me advice on hiking it. I wasn't much good but I did offer to send both he and Kara on a flight over the canyon. I told him to mention my name to the airlines I used to fuel for and they'd hook em' up. They didn't get a chance to take the flight but they did do some narly hiking...all the way to bottom and up! Talk about living life. I lived at the grand canyon and never even hiked it. The last time I saw Charlie was at Folk Alliance this past February. We e-mailed and talked before the Conference, talking about the canyon trip and his tour to Flagstaff... Kara couldn't make the Conference so I hooked Charlie up with a room at a nearby hotel I had booked and as it turned out, didn't need. At FA, we talked, shared some grub, played some music and even talked about maybe doing some musical stuff down the line. I really wanted him to play on it but I wasn't sure where I'd be recording it. At one showcase I did at Folk Alliance, I think there were 5 people in all... Charlie being one of them. He was by far the sweetest, most original person I have had the pleasure of knowing. He championed the underdog and everyone around him. It always seemed like he was waiting for a hug. You always wanted to give him plenty. We traded CD's this past summer. I told Charlie that it's the only CD I could listen to while working on the computer. He just laughed and said he would take that as a compliment. It hasn't left my laptop since August you know! I'm in England as I write and as of yesterday, was driving around with my friend I'm staying with...holding on for dear life. He's been driving way too fast. I gave him a good and hard lecture and one I know sunk in. He was here when I read Lissy's e-mail and heard me wailing. I feel like such a jerk even writing all this..it just doesn't seem right somehow..cuz' I know Charlie is still with us. His spirit IS just too powerful. If people had even an ounce of Charlie spirit, there would be a lot less dirty looks, unhappy hearts and inconsiderate people. In whatever small way I can help you Kara and to the CCMC community, please ask me. I am here even though I am far. I will spread the word like wildfire to buy Charlie's amazing CD. John, here in the UK, is sending out an e-mail to his family and friends as we speak. Last time he did that, it was to help me with votes and I got over 200 from his friends alone! I hope it helps in some small way. I know I don't see you all very much but please know you touched my life in a huge, huge, immeasurable way and I love you. Thanks Lissy for sending me the message. Although, like us all, it was a hard way to hear, it is the only way I would have known being so far. I only wish I could attend the gatherings. Charlie, I miss you. I still haven't written that happy song you keep telling me to write. I will bring a 12'ver when I see you again... I hope I do. "And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." ☺ - A.L my love and thoughts to you all. love, Christene LeDoux p.s I will send photo's from CCMC 1998 with Charlie as soon as I get back to the states. I will also make available the taping of the KFOG show if anyone would like a copy. That will be in mid-May when I return too.
-- Christene LeDoux

I worked with Charlie on various transportation surveys over a span of 18 years. A phone call from Charlie on a busy day just made you smile...business talk was always mixed with wonderful tales and just catching up. I often hung up the phone and thought here is a guy who really cares at all levels. A happy, joyous man who followed his heart, passion and dreams. Your wonderful spirit and smile Charlie is a legacy that has inspired all of us! I am so sure you have already passed it on for generations to come.
-- Cliff Chambers

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie .... You loveable, hugable, impish, kind-spirited, giving and gifted pain-in-the-ass! I'm so pissed off. Hot tears run down my face when I think of all the incredible music you had yet to create and play on this earthly plane. There must have been some kind of huge cosmic blowout. It had to be a mistake! You were supposed to out-live all of us ... with your vitality, your indefatigable exuberance, your zest for life and people. You are the larger-than-life persona of this wonderful music community I so thankfully fell into here in my second home - California. I just can't get my mind and my heart to accept this. I know you would tell all of us to get on with our lives and stop being so serious and sad ... but I just can't help it Charlie! It hurts too much right now. I love this picture of you ...you and Dave Wenrick - think it was CCMC 2000 or 2001. Whew ... time keeps on ticking. I've had this picture propped on my desk for a long time because it makes me smile to look at it. Thank you Charlie. Thank you for your warmth and your love and for the always "half-full" glass that you shared with us all. There just aren't enough words to tell you how much I'll miss you, my darling, wonderful friend.
-- Benita Kenn

Just couldn't help posting a couple more. This one is Valerie, Benita, Kara and Charlie up in SF after a day at the SF Free Folk Fest (2002).
-- Benita (again)

Here's another great Charlie pic.
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-- Charlotte Gibb

Never is being a musician more valuable than when those who love him can remember him this way. In the building blocks of our CCMC culture Charlie is a cornerstone. Charlie, life will go on, and not without you.
-- Leslie Evers

I only met Charlie briefly once or twice over the past four years. But I have the pleasure of saying we hit it off right away. Of course, that wasn't hard with Charlie. Charlie was a dear, sweet man bursting with love of life. He had an ear for melody, not just of instruments but of the heart. I wish I could have had the chance to share more moments with Charlie. Heard more of his music-and everyone owes it to themselves to hear his CD. He was a wonderfully gifted man who enjoyed life and enjoyed sharing his life and talent with others. I'll miss you Charlie. There will be many moments in the long years ahead when I will look up at the Northern California clouds and hear your music. The heavens are brighter for the new star up there.
-- James Matsuzaki

I can't help but imagine a stone hitting the water sending out ripples as I read the countless entries on how Charlie's life impacted the lives of others. He was a very unique soul and I am grateful to have been one of those ripples.
-- Chris Finn

So many joyous times our paths crossed: Building pathways and working around camp. Wandering late nights around Strawberry. Stopping in at his house in the wee hours after other friends in La Honda had gone to bed. Playing around campfires, or the coffee house. We will miss his bright eyes and great smile.
-- Steve and Pat Hohstadt

Charlie and I worked together on a variety of public transit planning projects over the years. I always appreciated his attitude, especially his wacky sense of humour :) I only recently learned that he was an accomplished guitar player, and as a fellow musician I looked forward to sharing ideas in this area of mutual interest. I had planend to see Charlie last Saturday (4/10) at the Hootenany in SF. Unfortunately I had to change my plans at the last minute and couldn't make it to the City. Missing that date will forever cause me to feel sad :( Charlie...you will be missed.
-- Paul Jewel

Charlie: What a legacy you leave with the amazing people who've written these beautiful tributes to you! I didn't know you well. You were one of the gifts given to me by my wonderful Cousin and musical co-conspirator, Benita Kenn. I see your smiling face on this website, and I'm devastated. Benita's inconsolable. Yet, our memories are all so sweet. Thank you for sharing the dizzying joy of music with me. You, your smile, and your old Martin have a permanent place in my musical heart. Love, bg
-- Barbara Gayle

I remember playing tennis with Charlie. You never just played a nameless match with Charlie. You were always in the finals of Wimbledon or the French Open! Sometimes he'd narrate the points. And after a while, you felt like you really were on Centre Court or at Roland Garros! And it didn't matter whether you were winning or losing or even playing well. You were having fun. That's the way I'll remember Charlie: he didn't see people as winners or losers -- he just saw the good and the fun in everyone and everything. One of a kind, Charlie. Thank you for crossing my path.
-- Pete Webb

Charlie Charlie Charlie Charlie Cutten aka The Wizard of La Honda lived for a few years above the Merry Prankster Caf�at its height. How fitting. I owned the caf�with my wife Laurie. Charlie never actually worked for us but was nevertheless one of the bigger parts of our image and success. I got to share almost everyday with Charlie for close to 3 years. People are saying what a waste of a life "Oh contraire", Charlie lived enough for half a dozen people. Every moment was priceless. The brightest lights by their nature burn out the quickest. Where would we be without the bright ones? Here are some of the recollections I have. What was a day in the life of The Wizard like? I would climb the steps to his apartment every morning to get to the caf�office and collect the cash for the day and any supplies I needed. I would see Charlie standing by his stove waiting for tea water to boil, not dressed or showered, wearing his Martin Guitar or the mandolin I had loaned him. Hed play for a half hour or so and then do the morning things (shower, get dressed etc). Then hed work on the computer till lunch. Then another half hour or so on the guitar or mando. Back to work till late afternoon, then depending on the day of the week, off to tennis, board meetings, performances etc, etc. My favorite memory is the evening Charlie stuck his head in the bar doorway and asked if his pizza was ready. I said "a few more minutes. Ill run it up to you." With a big smile and sparkle in his eye he said "Its not ready? Whats wrong with the service in this joint?" After my less than appropriate response we laughed and He went upstairs. The woman sitting at the bar turned and asked me with a scowl "Is he always so fucking happy?" My response"Well yes, yes he is." When Ken Kesey and the bus full of the original Pranksters visited the caf� Charlie came down the stairs in a full Wizards costume and they all immediately latched on to him and made him one of theirs. He was so thrilled. They asked him to come with them and the bus to England where they were filming a new movie. Charlie being the serious minded buisness type immediately dropped everything and went. Ken Kesey once said "Your either on the bus of off the bus." Charlie was most definitely on the bus. The outpouring of love and support has been monumental showing just how many lives Charlie touched. But the support hasnt stopped there. For whatever reason my wife just happened to be one of the first on the scene and Charlie passed away nearly in her arms. Then she ran and got Larry and they both stayed at the scene and at the hospital with Kara and Charlies sister Mary the rest of the day and into the night. The calls and support from CCMC folks, Strawberry friends, La Honda neighbors and firefighters following up are the only things that have made this survivable. In a world filled with hate, crime, and war we must not lose sight of the positive, loving nature that many of the worlds citizens have. Community and family are all we really have, We shouldnt be asking why, instead we should be asking what. What do we learn from this, what can we do to prevent it from happening again, what can we change in our lives, what positive things can be carried forward even if Charlie has moved on? Thankyou everyone for your support and help. Charlie was bigger than life and because of this he is even bigger than death. The ripples emanating from Charlies life will not die out for a long, long time. See you all at the memorials. Sadly yours Craig Craigeddy@earthlink.net
-- craig eddy

Paula Joy wrote: >So sad to think about Charlie dying >with still so many tunes left to play >and life to enjoy. We are lucky to >still be here, though who knows, maybe >he's already jamming with some great dudes up in Heaven...
-- Forwarded from Paula Joy Welter

-- From Paula Joy Welter

-- From Paula Joy Welter

We booked Charlie last year to play the SF Folk Fest and we did record it... It is in our hands and we would love to share it with people. Could you let us know where we can send a copy of his performance. Thanks so much. How awful. I would like to know how the hell these things happen. I saw him briefly at the SF Hoot last Saturday. Who knew.....Much sorrow and warm wishes to his family and friends, Karen
-- Karen Imperial

Hey Charlie. You died a few days ago. I miss you a lot. I want to be able to play football with you again and hear you play the guitar. I love you so much. I am honored to know you. Your nephew, Ben.
-- Merritt Benjamin Cutten

Does anyone have a recording or lyrics of one of his songs, "Eighteen Wheeler?"
-- Ben Cutten

Every once in a while you come across a truly special person. One who gives far more to a friendship than he takes. Someone who enriches your life. That happened to my wife (Ellie) and me nearly twenty years ago when Ellie moved into an apartment a few doors down from Charlie. Since that time, Charlie has been my regular tennis partner and our close friend. We would often play several times a week and I would always look forward to arriving at the courts and see the orange bug with Charlie patiently waiting inside listening to NPR or some jazz music. We debated most everything politics, corporate America, whether my serve was in or out but always in a harmless, sporting way. Our regular game has continued for years with only short breaks in the summer for Charlies annual excursions to Strawberry and Band Camp. Among the many, a couple of memories stand out: Shortly after September 11, Ellie and I hosted a gathering to share in an uplifting way what we all appreciate about America. Kara and Charlie attended and with their music, sincerity, and love helped make the evening special for all. Last year I made a video for Ellie to celebrate our anniversary. I asked her close friends and family to contribute a few thoughts about how she had touched their lives. When I asked Charlie for a contribution he brightened with that special smile and said he had just the thing. Many years ago he had written an instrumental entitled Sweet Dreams of Dancing Twig inspired by his friendship with Ellie. Charlie beamed as he played that song and I am eternally grateful as we have a permanent record of Charlie at his happiest. All who have seen him perform know of his radiance as he gave his gift of music. (Id be happy to share this with all. Please let me know if youd like a copy at michael.victor @sbcglobal.net. Or, someone can help me post it to the web, but it is a 45mb file). Charlie has taught me to treasure the special things. Lasting friendships and honest, unaffected people are hard to find. Thank you, my friend. As I read the other memories shared on this page, I am struck with the similarity. Charlies ever-present smile, infectious giggle, and the twinkle in his eye touched many. Well miss him dearly, but I take comfort in the knowledge that he continues to bless those he encounters on his journey. Charlie, we love you and well meet again.
-- Michael Victor

Though I had not worked with Charlie or even seen him for many years, it is a testimony to his energy and spirit that my memory of him is as distinct now as was my experience then. A kind, incredibly upbeat and energetic presence with a smile for everyone and for every occasion. Charlie was one of those peope who remind us of how life should be lived.
-- Tom Cooper

I never knew Charlie but he looks and sounds like a hell of a guy with that big old smiley face that made me cry while I read your messages. He lives on through those he loved and those who loved him. My heartfelt condolences to you all.
-- steve

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In the 70's and 80's we used to hear Charlie practice the piano for long hours at Charlie Albert's house. Even his practicing was full of infectious joy. He was always a radiant light. He never failed to touch our hearts whenever we saw him, sometimes in passing and sometimes for long, heartfelt conversations. We will never forget his kind and gentle spirit. Our hearts and prayers are with all Charlie's family and friends.
-- Tuck & Patti Andress

I met Charlie at Strawberry in the early 90s. He was fun personified. I hadn't seen him for a while when I heard he was killed and I'm still trying to make it real. All my memories of Charlie are good ones. He's left a lovely legacy and I'm sure he'll be MOST welcome at the big jam upstairs.
-- Sharon Carthy

I will remember alot about Charlie, because he made such a deep impression, his spark made me giddy, his joy was contagious. I will miss you Charlie.
-- Helen Holt

Charlie, We will miss you. Although I didnt know you but I feel deeply for you and your family and friends. I cannot express my feeling in words. Rest in Peace Charlie. -Ayon
-- Ayon Sinha

Charlie was what all of us who came out of the sixies wished we could have grown up to be. Spending time and playing music with him at CCMC, PSGW and Strawberry were always the shining times. Anyone who ever met him for a moment is missing him.
-- Ed Schneider

Charlie and I were not close, but musically we had a lot in common, so we often talked about wanting to learn tunes the other plays. But our busy lives intervened, and we never got around to actually getting together to do it. Sigh... When I read the news, I got out my guitar and played Alex DiGrassi's "Turning", which Charlie had said he wanted me to show him. There it is, Charlie. -- Jeff
-- Jeff Johnson

THE CHARLIE CUTTEN VIRUS This contagion, first discovered in the late 1940's, infected everyone it touched instantly upon contact. Symptoms include excess smiling, a shaking head, loud guffaws, rolling eyes, and a strong compulsion to hug and kiss. Once infected, there is no known cure. The virus may go into remission for brief periods, but symptoms can reappear without warning at any time, even without the original virus present. I'm proud to be CC-positive. In Charlie's honor, let's all go out and be contagious. I love you, Charlie. -Laurie
-- Laurie McLean

I was very fortunate to be able to work very closely with Charlie on his debut recording Basic Transportation. I really didn't know Charlie well till just before that hard, difficult, worthwhile, wonderful project came like a wind into my life. As a guitarist and musician, I always watched his fingers move with awe. Once, long ago I had started down the musical road he traveled, but got side tracked by my love of recording and producing. Charlie reminded me of what I should never set aside. The bond between us was professional and as friends. I'll miss that biting sarcasm and jovial smile which brought sunshine into my life. A tough time for me became a joy and I thank you for that Charlie. One memory will sum it all up: as Charlie and I walked back to the studio after lunch, a car full of pretty young ladies saw him and started waving and smiling. They didn't know him or me, thay just saw that smile and sunshine and responded in kind. "There is a hole where the rain gets in . . ." my life now. I miss your voice and guitar my friend. As a side note: if anyone has recordings of Charlie I would like to compile them and issue them for everyone to enjoy. We must keep his music alive and vibrant. If not for the world, then at least for ourselves. Love Christopher
-- Christopher Scott Cooper

Sorry folks, I forgot to leave my email for the music compilation. csc@new-sun.com
-- Christopher Scott Cooper

I would like to say to Charlies family how very sorry I am for their loss. It was a joy for me to have known him as a friend and a co-worker at Crains. When Jerry and I heard the news, we went to our old photo albums to find pictures of Charlie. There he is at our wedding in 1979 playing his guitar. We were so lucky that he did, and I remember wanting him to keep playing more. And then more pictures of him at various backyard parties at Jane and Davids, one in which he is wearing a rather peculiar straw hat. And finally at our going away party in 1991 when Jerry and I left California for New York. I thought of course wed see Charlie again on one of our future visits; Im sad we wont get that chance.
-- Liddy Taylor-Latter

Charlie, Susan Kemp just called to tell Liddy and I that you left. Jeez, I hadnt seen you for so long. Susan just visited me in NY and brought me your CD last year. I was a bit upset that you werent singing on it. I had hoped for my favorite song. You know, the one that you told me you sang in the subways in Paris. It was so beautiful. It showed me how beautiful you were inside. I would ask you to sing it and you always would. Thank you. I remember your sitar playing also wow what a talent. How did you always have a smile on your face Charlie? Though its been a long time since Ive been graced by your presence its hard for me not to think that youre in California singing and playing. Then again I am listening to your music right now and its like youre still here. Thanks Charlie for gracing us all.
-- Jerry Latter

my daughter took me to strawberry and that was my meeting with charlie. he always played cloud rest for monica before she went home. off we went on monday morning to find charlie in his camp. the sun was out very bright, but a light rain was falling through the trees. charlie's haunting tune made for a memory that i will never forget, nor will monica. it was a very special moment.
-- emilia wandro

I met Charlie on April 10th, when we both performed at the Hootenanny. I was immediately impressed with his musicianship, as well as with his warm smile and encouraging words. I only knew him briefly, but he seemed to posses all the qualities--generosity, compassion, humor, inquisitiveness--which make not only a great musician, but a great human being.
-- Birger Olsen

I was in the library at school when my mom called me to break the tragic news. Luckily I had a good friend with me who attempted to console me. I remember how I was always so eager to visit my Uncle Charlie, or recieve a visit from him. Being around him always meant lots of laughter, lots of games, and of course, lots of music. I asked for a guitar for Christmas because of him (but never started playing). I remember when he first played me eighteen wheeler. I was in Texas visiting my Uncle Bill and Aunt M'Lou and cousins with him. One night he broke out his guitar for us and we all gathered round and listened to him sing. He always smiled when he sang, and it felt like he was singing just for you. I instantly fell in love with Eighteen Wheeler, and became so much more appreciative of his music. I just wish I could have taken advantage of talking with him more. I was always eager as a kid to run off after dinner, but now that I am older, I wish I could have stuck around more to listen to him talk. Because boy, was he a talker. I can remember some nights he'd visit, I'd wake up at 1 or 2 in the morning to him and my dad still awake and talking politics in the living room. I wish some of those talks could have been with me. Thank god I have his CD to comfort me in this hour of pain. Reading everyone's thoughts and memories of my uncle has made me see what an influence he's had on lives I didn't even know he touched. I miss his laughter, his huge smile, the games we played, his pick-you-up hugs, his music. I wish I had more time. His sacrifice makes me know there is no time more precious than now; carpe diem: sieze the day. I love you uncle charlie...
-- Amy Cutten

Charlie is a wonderful man, and his death has awakend me to the reality of the ephemeral nature of life. The lesson I have taken from his life is to live every moment to the full, with joy, spontaneity, and integrity. Thank you, Charlie, for being a friend to so many.
-- Deirdre C. Donovan

I got the news about Charlie over the weekend. He was supposed to play at the monthly Bazaar Cafe guitar showcase in SF that I host later this month. I had looked forward to hearing him play and getting to know him better, as I enjoyed the couple of times we met immensely. It's great to see this musical community come together here in this way, and I wish all those who knew him better than I all the best.
-- Teja Gerken

I am still in shock that Charlie is gone. He was genuinely one of the kindest people I have ever known and he was so full of life! I met Charlie through my sister, Patricia Broadbent, and we discovered that we both played tennis. We got together a few times to play, and we had a great time together. I will always remember his laughter and the never-ending smile on his face.
-- Lisa Leach

It is 1993, Breakfast Club at Strawberry. He is only a few measures into the piece when he stops suddenly, giggles, and moves his capo up a few frets and starts over. I am now mesmerized with the beauty of his performance, and with the most incredible song I have ever heard. Later that afternoon at Birch Lake I run into him and I share how much I enjoyed his radio performance. His face completely lights up as he describes how he couldn't believe he had put the capo in the wrong place! I tell him I had been humming that tune all day and he tells me it's titled "Clouds Rest". He says his name is Charlie. I hummed that song all year, until the next Strawberry when I asked if he would play it again for me. He ended up serenading me Monday morning before we all drove out of Camp Mather. This was the start of our bi-annual Monday morning tradition. One Monday he even sat outside my tent as I was just waking up to surprise me with Clouds Rest. However, the most memorable was the year my Mom accompanied me to Strawberry and we were trying to pack up before the rain hit. We wandered over to his camp to say goodbye and just as he began to play, a fine mist began to fall. With the light of the sun peeking through the trees high above, reflecting on the mist, and Charlie and his guitar, far below, it was truly an ethereal moment. I will never forget his face, radiating sweet joy and contentment, effortlessly commanding his fingers over the frets. "To be vibrantly alive to your moment of death is to grow to the fullest possible extent in a lifetime" Charlie, this quote says it all. I know I speak for more than just myself when I say that you are the most vibrantly alive soul I have ever known. I am devastated at the thought of going through this life without you, my dearest friend. I will miss our long phone conversations, sharing our insights, and guiding each other while ironing out the kinks in our lives. I will miss you calling me "The Tangerine Queen" and our ribbing each other every winter over whose Trader Joe's got in fresh Tangerine juice first for the season. I will miss you telling me about the latest adventures you and Kara are sharing. And even though I will miss you most of all at Strawberry on Monday mornings, I also rejoice knowing you have chosen to release the heaviness of your physical body and take that next step in your eternal existence. I have been blessed, and will continue to be blessed by your presence. Monica ps-photo caption if possible to read Charlie, Monica, Larry Sept.'03 Thank you.
-- Monica Wandro

He was so full of light and it was WARM light! He was such a radiant bubbly critter....One of our species finer creations I'd say.
-- Lynn Marsh

I crossed paths with Charlie a couple of different ways. I first met him through a mutual friend, Susan Kemp. I saw him mostly when we all made the trek to the Strawberry Festival. Then Charlie fell in with those CCMC folks who I occasionally bump into. It seems to me that the people I know who have been taken from us too early are always the brightest stars or have the biggest hearts. Maybe it's selective memory. Maybe we adulate our friend because of grief and loss. But Charlie makes it awful hard to imagine it's something I'm doing to myself. He was without question a radiant lifeforce. It just adds to the mystery of why the best have to leave us in a lesser world.
-- Mitchell Diamond

I met Charlie at CCMC. He was warmly supportive of my first rough public performances. It was some time later that I realized just how good a musician he was and just how kind he'd been to me. I was looking forward to seeing Charlie again and learning from him. I'm deeply saddened that he's gone. He was a bright light to us all. My favorite tune of his is (ironically) "One Too Many Goodbyes" I'm not a fast driver, but I think I'll always drive a little more carefully from now on! Deepest condolences to Charlie's family and friends, -Don Draper
-- Don Draper

We Waybacks got the news while here in Australia. Augh. Many tears. You will be missed and you are loved. Our hearts are with you, Kara. Blaze that trail for us, Charlie. We'll all be along soon enough.
-- Stevie Coyle

This news was very difficult to take. Charlie has been a tennis buddy for many years.It was always Ellie/Miguel against Charlie and myself, we had some unbeleivable battles. Charlie was as competitive as they come,but no matter how bad I was playing Charlie was always there patting me on the shoulder with encouragement. Eventhough our battles in the "Hood" have been far and few over the past couple years, our foursome was together again a couple weeks ago for a hit around with the Stanford Womens Tennis team. I hadnt seen Charlie in months,he came up put his arm on my shoulder and said his famous line:"whats up stranger". Little did we know that would be the final match.Charlie was always so happy and full of life and touched so many lives.He was as true a freind as they come. The world today is a happier place because of Charlie, his spirit will live with all of us.................Peace
-- Scott Collins

I did not know Charlie, but I am a regular at Strawberry. I heard about Charlies passing on KPFA. They played his song Cloud's Rest. I had to stop what I was doing to take in the beauty and complexity of this song. I was overwhelmed with emotion. The music evoked a response on a subconscious level. It was as if I connected with a certain beautyand magic of life through his music. I am sorry for his senseless loss and yours. The power & talent within his music is incredible.
-- Mary Olivia

I met Charlie at dinner one fall night at Strawberry (my first time there). We talked -he had that great smile- and it was clear to me that Charlie was a man of peace. We played some music, but mostly I just sat there and watched him pick. His passion for life came through in every note. Kara, I would love to hear from you when you get some time.
-- Chris Clarke

A email post to csc@new-sun.com: WHAT!!! I just met this guy at your party. He seemed like a really great guy, very nice, always smiling. This is very disturbing news. Classic Cutten
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I met Charlie in 1992 when I was living in Palo Alto and called a wrong number. "There are no accidents" he said, and asked me out to dinner. This was typical, I discovered through the years, of this guy that always seized the moment. So began a friendship that lasted through my move to Berkeley thenext year and my move to Montana in 96. Saint Ignatius was the town I first moved to and the name of the tune that came through as a send off. He brought his great big spirit to Montana two summers running -- Big Sky country was almost large enough to contain him. The last time I saw him was just after his CD release party last May when he walked and talked me through the entire experience from studio to the cover design with his infectious joy. In sharing my grief with a friend, he reminds me it is proportionate to the joy I experienced with Charlie. "Rejoice', the last song on his CD, could be his eulogy. So long Charlie, you have a much larger playing field now.
-- Jyoti SaeUn

My heart goes out to Kara and all of Charlie's family and friends. It is clear from these messages that Charlie was loved and appreciated, and that his wonderful and unique spirit brought a bright light to the many lucky people who knew him. I am honored to be one of them.
-- Sally

You were my first friend at Crain & Associates--the first person to talk with me and to make me feel welcome, and your presence was one reason I came to love working at Crain for all those years. I remember all our great conversations--you never met a conspiracy theory you didn't like...and you turned out to be right about many of them! My life is richer for knowing you. If I had to pick 2 words to describe you I'd say "irrepressible" and "enthusiastic." You were always so engaged with life, bubbling over with humor and laughter as well as possessing a real commitment to seeking truth and justice in a world that is so unjust. One thing I always admired about you was that you lived your life the way you wanted to live it; you always made time for your music, for tennis, and for all the people in your life. I have a big hole in my heart now, Charlie. I will miss you so much. I will always see your smile. And it's a real treasure to still have a part of you in your CD which makes you seem close by. Your friend, Andrea
-- Andrea Lajoie

Bye, Cheshire Charlie. I remember: "Why not? Frowning hurts my face." "The real trick is to keep the fingers moving" "Yep, she is, isn't she." See you at HHMC.
-- Mike Simpson

Charlie Cutten was known to be between the ages of 4 1/2 and 1800 years old. This was scientifically proven by the impish, little-boy giggle when he shared an unspoken secret, and the wisdom of his blissful grin when he played a difficult passage in his Celtic tune (“My Grey Irish Roots”?). Karen swears that Charlie was rarely seen without full shoes (even his Tevas had false feet). This was because the tips of his toes curved up in Elven fashion. He incorporated greetings from various intergalactic cultures. For example, if you saw him at Strawberry Music Festival, he would stretch his arms out as if to hug, but would sweep you into a swing dance to the beat of the current musician, and would talk to you to catch up on what was most important in your life and his life for the entire song. He would then leave you exhausted and panting on the grass, and he would grab his next dear friend and repeat the ritual, unwinded. Charlie was always there before you, and you knew it but could not point it out. One day, years ago, John, Steve and Mimi were playing music for a benefit dinner for the Green Party in Half Moon Bay, when an energetic spirit with a bandana on his head approached, said, "Hey, cool!" and asked if he could play along. John realized he had seen him numerous times before at all the cool hangouts of the time, like St. Michael's Alley, music stores, open mics, street fairs. Charlie seemed to posses the ability to recognize 90% of the joy and only 10% of the pain in life. Once, John, Mimi and Charlie were loading a van full of supplies for CCMC. After several hours of heavy lifting, Charlie noted he had bumped his elbow. The next day, arriving with the van at camp, he crawled out of the back of the van to show off a bump swollen to the size of a tennis ball. "Look at my elbow. Doesn't hurt at all. Ha ha. Looks gross though, doesn't it? Ha ha." He then pretended he was going to toss a 60-lb speaker to the weak-backed person on the ground below. Charlie was a hurricane, who in leaving, swept through with a strength that left us grasping for precious memories, holding tight to them to give us comfort and strength.
-- A collective memory by John, Karen, Steve, and Mimi

I met Charlie through Mitch & Ginny, at Strawberry, before CCMC existed. The first time Charlie came to my house was for a CCMC mailing party, to fold and stamp all the brochures. There were about 10 people there, but I think Charlie pretty much did it all by himself. It was like having a benevolent tornado in my living room. Afterward someone (having just met Charlie for the first time) asked, "Does he always have that much energy?" I'm sure that somewhere Charlie's energy is being put to good use; I know it will never run out. At least we can still enjoy some Charlie energy as we listen to his CD.
-- Lissy Abraham

The night before he died, we were fortunate enough to feature Charlie on the stage at Hootenanny Night in SF for what would turn out to be his last performance. We unfortunately don't tape our shows, but we do have a digital live recording from Charlie's Cafe Cabaret performance last year from the SF Free Folk Festival that we will make available soon. At the Hoot Charlie was his usual gracious, good-spirited self, giving full attention and support to the four acts that proceeded him. On stage he showed his typical composure and good humor. His songs are deeply-felt and delicately-crafted instrumentals, just the sort that too often get lost in the raucous coffeehouse atmosphere of the Hootenanny. By the end he had even the rambunctious socializers at the rear tables sitting and paying attention and muttering, "Wow. Who's that? That's great". After the show I got to tell him how moving and calming I find his last CD, and we talked about ways to get his music more exposure. Little did I realize at the time that this would be our last conversation. I've been playing his CD, Basic Transportation, all week. Though the songs are all instrumentals, it is remarkable how much Charlie's personality comes through in them, light-hearted yet serious in a still waters run deep kind of way. The world is a much diminished place without Charlie in it.
-- Richard Rice

No words express how sad we feel knowing Charlie the Elf (as he was known to us ) has moved on and left this crazy world. We can only hope we'll have the chance to meet him again in an even better place when our own time comes. We first met Charlie thru my sister Shelly at Strawberry back in '96, when she introduced him to us as one of her favorite swing dance partners. Quite the dancer he was! She was always looking for him to join her out on Music Meadow. Later we met him and Kara under a particular street light around 3:00 am a little ways up Hog Ranch Rd. (that same festival.) We were all playing our songs together and Charlie said he had a new one and played Rejoice (beautifully! ) for us. We were really moved & quite taken with this wonderful smiling moonfaced elf and his sweet Kara. We were just getting to know them but felt like kindred spirits. After that we made it kind of a tradition to meet Charlie and Kara at 3:00am under the lamplight. We always walked up the road with our friend Christopher and who ever else joined us along the way, with instruments in hand on Saturday night in search of Charlie and Kara. Sometimes they wouldn't show up , and we'd go back in the wee hours on Sunday night to find them. If they were at the festival which they usually were, they'd eventually show up and play with us. It was always such a joy just to see their smiling faces, but to hear them sing together and jam along with them was truly a blessing. Last time we saw them (last fall at the end of the festival) they stopped by Camp Remember to say good bye, we traded our new CD's and listened to each other's tunes on the long drive home. Our song "Strawberry Jam" has a line in it about Charlie that has taken on a sad new meaning. Strawberry will never be the same, but we'll always have Charlie with us in our hearts. And how wonderful it is that he left us this gift of not only all the sweet memories, but his beautiful music which has helped get me through many a long work day! To Kara and the rest of Charlie's Family, our hearts and loving compassion are with you, and we wish you all the strength and courage to carry on. Rejoice! That's what Charlie would want us to do~ Lindalou and Michael Ryge
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Charlie was a welcome visitor to our jams at Strawberry at our campsite at Rock in the Road. When Charlie played, he brought a feeling of peace and serenity to everyone with his unique guitar playing. And yes, it seemed as if he always smiled. He was eternally young and always cheerful. We will miss Charlie.
-- Phil Lawrence

I was the sound engineer manning the live mix and also a digital record deck at the SFFMC's Free Festical held at Roosevelt School last June. I'll bring Kara a copy of this CD it when we go the memorial. I sure wish Mike Bechler and I had been recording to preserve Charlie's last performance. I left early for another event while Mike Bechler did the rest of the evening's sound, but I clearly recall Charlie's beaming smile as he entered the Cafe International, hat on head, white bearded, carrying his guitar case and joking with a friend as he stepped through the door. He seemed a most jovial guy and I said to myself, there's a guy I want to meet. I'd forgotten in the flow of performers that weekend, that he was one of them, and recall we spoke briefly about mic placement and such. I am thankful this perfomance got saved. He was great on his guitar, and seemed like a very sweet man. Doug Jones sonovox@earthlink.net ALL: Please mention Charlie in the subject line so you get past my spam filter. Thanks.
-- Douglas Barrett Jones

Charlie is the first person I ever played guitar with. He was willing to give it a shot, even though I'd been playing for a very short time and he was an accomplished player. It wasn't the best musical match, but we had a lot of fun. I enjoyed visiting his cozy home in La Honda and getting to know him a little better than I had from bumping into him at concerts and festivals. Charlie had an infectious smile, was a wonderful dancer as well as a great musician, and basically knew how to have a good time. It's hard to believe his youthful exuberance is gone from this earth. He will be sorely missed.
-- Caroline Rose

Left to Right: Dad, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Mary and Aunt Toni at our wedding. New Jersey/ May 2001
-- Heather & Sam Bancroft (Niece & Nephew)

I met Charlie years ago, before either of us moved to La Honda. He lived in an apartment in Menlo Park and invited me over to dinner and to play guitars. After much talking, some eating, and admiring the recording equipment that dominated his tiny living room, we finally got to playing. We started with what we had in common--Hot Tuna and Reverand Gary Davis--and it was a real pleasure to play with someone so delightful and talented. Then he went into his jazzy compositions, which I couldn't keep up with, but now I have a whole CD of them to cherish forever. Since then, I have had the pleasure of Charlie's company and music in my home, long chats at the La Honda post office, evenings at the Prankster when he used to live upstairs (who else living above a restaurant could have bailed me out with a MIDI cable when I was setting up for a show and realized mine was missing!), and all his sets at the La Honda fair. I can't stop thinking about you, Charlie, and I miss you so much. Gary Davis said it right with "Death don't have no mercy in this land." But you know, "Eighteen Wheeler" is the tune I'm finding myself singing more and more as I walk around this life.
-- Helen Casabona

We have many wonderful memories of Charlie with the "560 Old La Honda Gang" in the mid '70's. We will always remember the twinkle in his eye, his smile and his wonderful song. While we'll miss not being able to enjoy these beautiful qualities we take consolation in knowing Charlie always lived his life to the fullest and shared a bit of it with us. Love to all his friends and family, Deborah and Skinny
-- Deborah Salomon and Don (Skinny) D'Avanzo

We have many wonderful memories of Charlie with the "560 Old La Honda Gang" in the mid '70's. We will always remember the twinkle in his eye, his smile and his wonderful song. While we'll miss not being able to enjoy these beautiful qualities we take consolation in knowing Charlie always lived his life to the fullest and shared a bit of it with us. Love to all his friends and family, Deborah and Skinny
-- Deborah Salomon and Don (Skinny) D'Avanzo

While it has been almost 30 years since I last saw Charlie we were good friends during our Stanford years. I am shocked and deeply saddened to learn of his death. As I browsed his website and looked at the recent photos, his smile brought back many great memories of our Stanford years... I could almost hear his wonderful laugh and wish that I had not let so many years go by. He was a kind and gentle human being and the world is better as a result of his time here. Peace!
-- Craig Nordlund

Charlie, I can’t believe you’re gone, even though I haven’t seen you for many years. As part of the “Old La Honda Gang,” you were always a beacon of joy with your perpetual smile and your love of music. I spent many happy hours with you sipping wine and playing chess, skinny dipping in the pool, and hanging out in those beautiful California redwoods. It’s so sad how lives weave in and out of one another, how we make deep and wonderful connections and then drift our separate ways, losing touch with each other. Until Ann called to tell me of your tragic accident, I had no idea what you were up to, that you had really made such a wonderful life centered around your beloved music. In reading people’s memories and reflections of your life, I am moved that you touched so many - as you also touched me. My life is fuller because you were a part of it at such a formative time in my early adulthood. Thank you. I am sad, yet I cannot help but smile as I think of the wonderful music you are making right now in heaven. I offer my condolences to your family and friends at their great loss. - Larry Weigel
-- Larry Weigel

-- Stephen Westfold

Having been the other half of Cutten Edge for almost two years, and having spent many hours in the studio with Charlie, including having completed a CD with him, I am proud and grateful to have been able to consider him a music partner and close friend. Many other folks on this page have expressed how we all feel, but I doubt it could be overstated that Charlie's absence has left an empty place in very many people's hearts. As an artist, he has left many recordings and memories that embody the many aspects of his personality and soul, and those will be with us forever. Jim Reswick
-- Jim Reswick

We wanted to include a photo of some of the Old La Honda folks and Charlie. We will always remember him as a dear friend back in the Woodside days of the 70's. Love Deborah and Skinny
-- Deborah Salomon, Don D'Avanzo

Trevor and I are stunned and saddened at Charlie’s loss. Charlie Cutten contributed to the “CC” in CCMC (California Coast Music Camp) through his caring, concern, peaceful nature, and unique spirit... His joyful aura will last forever at CCMC, but he will be greatly missed. Chris’ “Love Connection” song from 1998 CCMC was a memorable moment at camp – the seriousness with which Charlie and other spontaneous contributors took on the role of supporting her in her song added to the hilarity and fun of that professional camp performance moment! I am grateful to Charlie and Kara for later taking me under their wing and warmly welcoming me my first year at PSGW (Puget Sound Guitar Workshop). From reading the writings here, I can see that Charlie’s gentle, modest nature quietly helped so many in the world and that Charlie was someone you knew you could count on. As Alice Stuart recently dedicated to Charlie at Henfling’s, “I feel like Hank Williams tonight…” Love, Shelley Zulman
-- Shelley Zulman

Across the span of 3,000 miles and almost 30 years, I send a small, fond memory of Charlie. Since 1980, when I left the Bay Area, I have never heard "Landslide" without conjuring the sound of Charlie's melodic voice, his gentle demeanor, the poignancy with which he sang that song so many years ago. Susan Kemp brought me his instrumental CD last year, and I will honor his memory through this music. My heartfelt condolences to all of his family and friends - Pamela Bloomfield
-- Pamela Bloomfield

I knew Charlie first as a tennis player - one of the most tenacious, intense, and competitive players I knew. But he was also gracious and a great sport. I've heard other of his friends and family describe his perfectionism, and it certainly showed when he had a racquet in his hands. But I also knew him with a guitar in his hands. He was an inspired composer and player. I join the many who'll miss him.
-- Larry Rockwell

Whenever I see Charlie's picture or think of him, I still can't believe that he's not with us anymore. I expect him to step in our garden one day or another, unexpectedly, as he always did, or to hear his joking voice on the phone. Last time I saw the wizzard of La Honda was for the moon eclipse. Well, wizzard, it seems that the "man upstairs" played a trick on you this time. My heart is heavy, but you're still laughing somewhere. Much, much love to Charlie's family, especially his mother, and to Kara. We love you, Charlie, Véronique, Alain and Emmanuel. Much love also from Gabriel, Geneviève, Isabelle, Marie-Laure, Séverine, and all the people Charlie knew in France
-- Véronique and her family from France

Whenever I see Charlie's picture or think of him, I still can't believe that he's not with us anymore. I expect him to step in our garden one day or another, unexpectedly, as he always did, or to hear his joking voice on the phone. Last time I saw the wizzard of La Honda was for the moon eclipse. Well, wizzard, it seems that the "man upstairs" played a trick on you this time. My heart is heavy, but you're still laughing somewhere. Much, much love to Charlie's family, especially his mother, and to Kara. We love you, Charlie, Véronique, Alain and Emmanuel. Much love also from Gabriel, Geneviève, Isabelle, Marie-Laure, Séverine, and all the people Charlie knew in France
-- Véronique and her family from France

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The ten pictures above are mostly of Kara and Charlie, but there's a nice one with his Mom, Pauline Birch, with Emma (Kara's cat) more with Kara and then Charlie in Hawaii and lastly Charlie looking at his letter from Publishers Central assuring him he's a Winnner, but we all knew that about Charlie . . . he was a winner in our lives.
-- Dick

It's been some weeks since the haunting news that Charlie wouldn't be greeting me at CCMC this year. Recently my depressive disease kicked in, as it always does this time of year. I was despairing of ever feeling whole and connected with the world again. Then, a couple of days ago I found myself smiling broadly and full of joy, and the immediate image in my mind was of Charlie, smiling just as broadly and full of generosity. He was healing me, reminding me all was well, that this time of pain would pass. I carry him consciously now, and try to follow his model.
-- Clarice

I heard of his death through my Acura NSX forum. Those of us who have read the situation regarding Charlies death on this car forum (nsxprime.com) are ashamed if the driver of the NSX was recklessly driving and hope this is not a representation of those of us who own our NSX cars. I have lost several friends from motor vehicle crashes and sympathize with your loss. Charlie seems to be a man with great character, talents and friends. Although I have never met him, I am saddened by his death. Please accept my deepest condolences. Ed Gomes
-- Ed Gomes

I met Charlie under a lamp post one night near midnight at the Strawberry Music Festival. He played many of his wonderful songs on the guitar, and I accompanied him on dobro. We made an instant connection, two people playing intuitively together without knowing where each other are going. I can truthfully say that of all the countless people that I've made music with over many decades now that the music I made with him was the most magical. His memory lives!
-- Craig Fortune, Forest Falls, Ca.

Dear Charlie, Even though some time has passed, as I regularly drive on La Honda Road and pass by the spot where you breathed your last breath, I still shiver. Your loss has been great to the many folks who have known you. And as I think back to the many fun, playful and happy memories in La Honda and Strawberry, I feel your spirit is still very much alive. Ken Kesey & The Merry Pranksters - when they came to La Honda with Furthur in search of Merlin - and you came down the steps and showed up at the bus ready to go in your purple wizard costume, and got on the bus and went with them to England. How did you know? And the fun moments at Strawberry on the "Slip and slide" with the kids - you were the big kid who fit right in with all of the kids - big and little. Alwasy made it fun - no matter what! We all had some great laughs and some great stories, and great music together, just knowing you. Thanks Charlie. Say hi to Jerry Garcia and Ken Kesey for me - or better yet, enjoy a good jam with them, eh? Lots of love, Your La Honda Buddy, Karen Shaff
-- Karen Shaff

Charlie and I were roommates the final senior year at Western Reserve Academy in Hudson, Ohio 1965-66. "Talio" and Charlie, top floor, North House next to the Chapel with its hourly gongs. We read poetry together, discussed drama, current events of the changing times, did artwork, saw films and commented, sports, meals, dances, excursions, snowball fights, and on and on. We constructed "the perfect girlfriend" in our heads - it was a boys boarding school after all. The Academy was a pretty intense place - a beehive. He plunkered on his guitar even then,and like several of our schoolmates, went on to professionalize his skills. Some went into classical guitar. Some started rock bands. Some, like me, sang best in the shower. He often played in our spartan room. Solo, duos, jamming. I miss him so bad it aches. We had a lot of fun together. A lot. We attended classes and were on the same super soccer team together. He was a fast effective wing and I fumbled around in the goal.I have that picture on the wall of the team in my den.School dances. Meals in the common room. Nights on the town. He was one of my covert captains during "The Great Shoe Putz" where we managed to hide all the shoes of all of the students in all the dormitories for a day. A kind of theater of the absurd. It was a shool prank requiring weeks of planning and he was right with me all along. He had a sunshine personality and an eagerness to get things done which never flagged. Of course we were both 17 and had a lot of energy anyway. Charlie had more. He didn´t even try out the cynical costume, the pretense of being weary with the world at such a young age, although several around him thought that was the way to go. I can´t count the number of times he cheered me up after a "rough day". I have been called "argumentive" to put a soft edge on it. Charlie is the only guy in my life - and I´m pushing 60! - whom I got along in a tight environment for a whole year without the least heat under the collar. Not once! He never drew his sword in a field of boys trying to be men where so much energy was spent banging on each others armor. He was above that - already - at seventeen. Charlie travelled throughout Europe in the ´70s as a street musician which I found fascinating. I was living in Stockholm, Sweden, then as now and did some travelling of my own. Returning from such a visit abroad, I found a note from him that he had stopped by for a visit by missed me to my great regret. I talked to him on the phone in 1996 when he called me up at the High School reunion event a-la-30 years and said he would have flown out from California if he´d know I was gonna be there. This cheered me endlessly. I planned to visit him in California, actually working out the details, when I recieved the shocking news of his untimely demise. We were gonna go through the last 30 years or so in review! It would have been great! Our two families would have met - finally, we would have this and we would have that... California sunsets and a little red wine to expediate the conversation, the guitar comes out, I could see it happening... It was then that I found out from classmates he had a CD. But it took me a year to get over the grief enough to order it. I couldn´t but read the webpage cursively but was glad is was there to pay him tribute. But listen to it often now. For me it is the song of a deep and true friendship that is as everlasting as the wind in the pines. I grieve for him still as one of my closest friends by far. Again, I suppose I am as "critical" as a critical critic can be. But I could never said a negative word about Charlie. When the times were a´changing Charlie changed with them. "Get outa the way if you can´t understand.." Well, he understood and moved forward with the youthfull tide of our generation. I get fuzzy eyed just thinking of him and, you know how sorrow works. Over and over what we would have talked about in California if he hadn´t been taken away. Over and over. It was a reunion long anticipated and now just ain´t gonna happen. Over and over. I have been meaning, of course, to write his closest family and friends, to share the sorrow but haven´t raised my pen until I got your letter. Suddenly it just poured out. Charlie reinforced my optimism among pessimists.. He gave me genuine cheerfullness among smiles-as-tactics. He gave me friendship in a world of elbowing egos. He gave me music in a school that banned even radios. He shared my humor and desire to change social wrongdoings. He gave me art to the heart beyond commercialized bling-bling. And he kept it simple and direct. And all that in a few short years in a prep school far away in time and space! How proud his family and friends of the recent decades must feel to have known him, shared the ups and downs, applauding his guitarical expressions, laughing at his burps and bleeps. "The Best of Charlie", goes through me every day anyway into the next generation - or should. Thus life - the best of us - goes on and nobody who´s made such a contribution as his dies, really. Charlie can´t. Charlie grows on you. The beat goes on. Charlie, I just wrote an omage to you but mere words just aren´t enough. //Marc "Talio" Taliaferro
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