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Napster, Audio Fingerprinting, and the Future of P2P
mjmalone writes "Napster founder Sean Fanning is poised for a comeback, seems the now 22 year old Fanning has developed technology which creates "audio fingerprinting" of individual tracks and compares them against fingerprints in his firm's database to determine legality. A fee may be set and collected on a copyrighted track by its rightful owner. Fanning is actively recruiting industry support as well as pushing the idea to p2p services such as kazaa and grokster. " This isn't exactly new technology, but it's still interesting to see what Fanning is up to these days besides movie cameos.
Didn't you see the movie? It was the other guy!!! He was NAPping!!! Yeesh, you people need to keep up with the REAL news.
"Ugh... UGH!" Chris Pirillo moaned as he squatted over the ThumbDrive. He eyes darted back and forth like a stone man and he sighed gay breaths as he attempted to shove the device filled with the entire line of eBooks into his anus. His geek house trembled with fag vibrations comig from his crack but then- his doorbell rang, whistling the tune from "Matlock" throughout his hovel. "Damn" he howled in a gay sepulchur voice and slipped on a pair of pastel slacks. He trapsed to the threshold of his cold abode and grabbed the greasy doorknob that was shaped like Birdman. With a slavish sigh, he opened the door to see none other than Adam Sessler himself! A gay gasp escaped from Chris's dork lips and Adam began to speak. Quickly, Chris snapped at him. "Damnit for the last time you vagabond, you're not supposed to be here!" The revolting nerd slammed the door in Adam's face, but the Game Master quickly shoved his iron boot inbetween the door and the wall, wedging it open. "I have come for you," he spoke in a cold tone; electric arcs coursed between the spikes in his cockneyed bleached hair. He howled as a blast of mystic Boohbahs eminated from his busy shirt and slammed Chris down the hall and into a Microsoft Digital Picture Frame. Chris grunted and swiped nerd dust and sheetrock from his arms. He rose to his feet and watched in horror as Adam brandished a weapon made from 3 Xbox controllers tied at the ends. "Oh my word! Game periferals!" the dork bellowed; the stench of Cheetos and Diet Dr. Pepper wafted from his geek teeth. Instantly his palms began to sweat at the very sight of them, as if the grease from his McGriddle hadn't slicked them up enough. Chris tried to run, but it was too late. Adam swung the weapon above his head and threw it at the King of Nerds, entangling his legs and forcing him to the floor. Adam pulled a cestus made from PS2 DVDs out of his Spice Girls backpack and rushed Chris. He swiped at his turdly back over and over, causing streams of cold blood to squirt from his flesh. "Oh god, the horror, the HORROR!" Chris moaned as Adam butchered him relentlessly. A old Brit with one eye and a cockneyed accent burst into the room and started kicking Chris in the side. Chris was just about do die when... he rose from his bed. It was just a dream! He laughed and took a sip of more Brawls Guarana, hoping he wouldn't fall asleep again. "Time to plot..." he grumbled and shoved yet another pin into his Leo Laporte voodoo doll.
TRASH
Creed sucks!
Great idea, Shawn, but it'll never be accepted. I know your heart's in the right place, and your bank account is feeling a little light, but this won't fix any of that.
First, you expect p2p users to submit to this willingly. Ummm...so, right now, they can steal all the music they want for free, but they're going to jump on your wagon and let spyware into their p2p programs. I'll eat my hat before I ever see spyware in Kazaa!
Most damningly, though, is that you expect the RIAA to go along with your plan, too. The problem is, they've got you in their sites as Pirate in Chief #1 with a bullet. They're never going to turn the keys over to you...that'd be as crazy as if Captain Pickard let that little Wil Wheaton character fly his spaceship. Fat chance of ever seeing that happen. Simply put, to stop pirates, the RIAA needs more power than they have now, and more power than they can get from your software. The only real solution has to come from government. Perhaps some kind of system whereby if the RIAA finds pirated music or movies, or movies about pirates, or songs that feature peg-legs or the word "arr!" in them, they'd be free to destroy your computer. Something like that might actually work, and just might make the world profitable for music producers again. We need a federal Department of Music Security, headed by Hillary Rosen to put an end to audio terrorists like Shawn here once and for all.
Consensual sex is boring.