Even Century Old Records Had Restrictive Licensing
natch writes "While rummaging through some old records at an antique store I found some turn-of-the-century Victor Record Company pressings. The label on the back laid out the terms of use, something similar to an EULA. In today's modern world of RIAA lawsuits and DRM, it's interesting to note that similar tactics have been in use by record companies for over a century, restricting your right to use what you purchased. The label clearly states that unless the record was sold for at least one dollar, there is no license to use it."
The license restricts ripping to wax cylinders or whistling of said tune.
Interestingly, the flip side of the 78 rpm vinyl was a recording by Snoop Doggy Dog's grandfather, "I Gots Yo Bling Bling, Now Ride Wit Me in Mah Model T. Uhuh Uhuh."
What, and not be able to hit F5 constantly throughout the day? You must be new here.
Tags != Comments, and -1 (Troll) != -1 (I Would Respond Angrily To This Poster So They Must Be Trolling)
darn all these pesky different formats!
if this is supposed to be a new economy, how come they still want my old fashioned money?
England here. Just thought I'd point out that you could probably set that story just as easily in 2007 England as you could in 2007 Delaware. Except there'd be CCTV cameras outside the courts, inside the courts, on the streets, on the judges head, embedded in all toilet pans, etc.
You should never just blindly click the "I Agree" button on your lease! You should at least scroll through it first.
$x='S24;r)>63/* h@<5+oZ)32"5cz';$me='phroggy'x$];
$x=~y+ -xz+\0-Tx+;print$_^chop$me for split'',$x;
Some angry fists were shaken that day, I'll bet.
So did you rip them?
Torrent link plz?
For how much longer I wonder? I think the *AAs are trying very hard to get that taken away from us -- I'm sure someone somewhere is preparing a brief to a judge which says that every time someone buys a second hand CD, they lose money and god kills a kitten.
Cheers
Lost at C:>. Found at C.
No way! Everybody knows you're supposed to get your cat to click on those.
Getting the Friskies treats out from between the keys is a bitch, though.
"Ladies and gentlemen, my killbot features Lotus Notes and a machine gun. It is the finest available."
I can't even click, I have to press F8 to accept it. It's also printed in white on blue, which get's on my eyes. Moreover, it also needs a driver disk for the storage closet. The walls in the place can be placed arbitrarily though, but I need to move all the stuff out of a room before partitioning, and I can only use two kinds of floor material (one of which sucks), which is a PITA. Finally, after getting through the thing I can start living in my home, but then I start getting these notes in the mail that say my place used to be owned by pirates. WTF?
True confidence comes not from realising you are as good as your peers, but that your peers are as bad as you are.
The second cave painting was quickly followed by the invention of the "cease and desist" club.
[Insert pithy quote here]
Just pay a buck for it, tight ass.