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F1RST ROUND

C.Karter

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03 Tokyo 唸るg.o.a.t

Bless you

C.K積むエンジンRB-26

まるでスカイライン

街はSlow Train

始まりはAir Plane

今をrecするBooth

ハノイの排気ガス

肺に溜まるZoot

瞳は交差しCruise

記憶を追い返すー

ベトナム帰りの少年

全く知らない街

全員右向け右

鬱陶しいってかムリ

学校には行かずに担任が乗り込み

キッチンで馬乗り

実録版金八

教育センター行き

ふんぞるカワノを蹴り

ナイフを目掛けたモリに

怒鳴り涙のムツミ

精神科に呼ばれ血液採取と薬

「最初っから終わり?」

奪われる光

ブルーハーツ、ジュディマリ

NIRVANAとJAY-Z

ロンドンパンクとLENNY

銀杏BOYZ・BIGGIE

一瞬光る闇

「勇敢ってのは何?」

名実ともにあれー

C.Karter 俺の瞳の中

学校よりSchool of Lock

真夜中に聴くRadio

バナナマンもまだ低空飛行

火曜日担当Wanted!

ヒップホップとUKロック

テレキャス眺めるMusic Store

美術館溜まるアジト

俺の人生 全てがART

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

Yea

Young rich, poor kids

手の鳴る方

でっけえスピーカーをDiggi Don Don

Sweety, honey, boo

My Lady ガイド

色目使わなくてもこの態度

C.Karter フロム トキオ

ぶってえSpitでハジくオマエの頬

正しいとかじゃなくてイカした方

あっかんべえしたって俺はUnstoppable

"一生不良で終わり?"

"一生ナードで終わり?"

欠陥品と呼ばれ一生は終われねぇ

一生膨れ上がり

作文でもいい歌詞

10分くらいのステージ

一生焼き付けるだけ

Ayy ayy

ただlook my art

赤目の彗星 Venus Fort

Woo

Aye

星降るPurple Rain

光の速度で走る滑走路 woo

外は涙の雨音

滲む今までの足跡

人は気になる過去の事

俺は気にせず舵を取る

俺に任せろPlayers

すぐに言わせるsay "Yes"

このビートがそう

プラネタリウムのような魔法

この声とパレット

It's ain't no bullet

Swim in planet

Swim in planet

一瞬でも奪われた

一瞬の光

一瞬で変われる

一瞬の光

また降り出した雨の中

Welcome to the Planet's Lane

ーきっと雨上がり

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane

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Look around, we on a Planet's Lane..)

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Can you quickly describe your strengths and weaknesses? Or can you smoothly tell the story of your life to someone you meet for the first time?
C.Karter, an artist, says that he is good at turning his shortcomings and failures into funny stories, and using them as communication tools with complete strangers.
However, he has never recorded his guilty past or "true" failures to the extent that he could say that he never wrote songs about them, much less talked about them with others.
After three years of living in Hanoi, Vietnam, a city with a different atmosphere from Ho Chi Minh City, where he spent his youth, he did not return to Tokyo, but instead lived in the Kyushu region of Japan. There he was exposed to the lifestyle of living without decorating himself that he had gained from living abroad.
He did not fit in at junior high school and had trouble with his homeroom teacher. He also had trouble at the education center, a so-called "mild rehabilitation facility" for children who refused compulsory education, where he had to deal with violence and other problems that he could not add to. Eventually, C.Karter was visited to go to a psychiatric hospital in the same prefecture, where he was given psychotropic medication, and had to go for regular checkups and blood draws.
At that time, C.Karter enjoyed reading introductory psychology books, exchanging information on various music and watching comedy DVDs with his friends at the education center, free space at the Museum of Contemporary Art where he and his friends accumulated after returning from the education center, and listening to NIRVANA and Blue Hearts in the car driven by his mother.
Gradually, he became obsessed with music to an unusual degree. He became obsessed with music to such an extent that even the term "genre-bound" seemed too easy to describe.
Then, C. Karter saw a light.
"I can express even this hopelessly over life through music."
He said.
When he was in Vietnam, his dreams were to become a comedian and a novelist. While living in Vietnam, he learned to play the guitar from a friend named Tutu, who was three years older than him, and learned to enjoy music.
The boy C.Karter thought, "I could sing.
"I could sing. Now I just need the experience to convince people."
And when he began to feel that way, he returned to Tokyo...

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