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posted by cmn32480 on Sunday May 17 2015, @09:48PM   Printer-friendly
from the whack-a-mole dept.

In a new game of whack-a-mole, Ars Technica is reporting that Grooveshark is live once again, despite the seizure of the Grooveshark.io

Just a few days after illegal music-streaming service Grooveshark apologized and shut down, a mysterious person identified only as "Shark" reconstituted the site at Grooveshark.io.

In response, the major record labels appear to have obtained a temporary restraining order wresting away that domain name. According to Torrentfreak, the labels filed a lawsuit under seal in New York federal court. The site reports that US District Judge Deborah Batts issued a seizure order "directed at the site’s operators, hosting providers, and domain registrar NameCheap."

[...] Meanwhile, a true game of whac-a-mole appears to have begun, with the team behind the new Grooveshark telling Torrentfreak that they have simply moved their website to grooveshark.vc.

"The harder you come at us, the stronger we’ll fight, and now after this hit we’re more determined than ever to keep Grooveshark alive and kicking," the site's anonymous operator said.

 
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  • (Score: 2) by aristarchus on Monday May 18 2015, @08:59AM

    by aristarchus (2645) on Monday May 18 2015, @08:59AM (#184412) Journal

    Consume! Back in the day, it was Poetry that was consumed (Mark Strand):

    Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
    There is no happiness like mine.
    I have been eating poetry.

    The librarian does not believe what she sees.
    Her eyes are sad
    and she walks with her hands in her dress.

    The poems are gone.
    The light is dim.
    The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.

    Their eyeballs roll,
    their blond legs bum like brush.
    The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.

    She does not understand.
    When I get on my knees and lick her hand,
    she screams.

    I am a new man.
    I snarl at her and bark.
    I romp with joy in the bookish dark.

    http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poetry/index.html [tnellen.com] If only there were more money in poetry.

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