[ZBX-19141] Zabbix server stopped cannot open IPC socket. Created: 2021 Mar 19 Updated: 2021 Mar 20 Resolved: 2021 Mar 20 |
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| Status: | Closed |
| Project: | ZABBIX BUGS AND ISSUES |
| Component/s: | Server (S) |
| Affects Version/s: | 5.2.5 |
| Fix Version/s: | None |
| Type: | Problem report | Priority: | Trivial |
| Reporter: | Andrei Gushchin (Inactive) | Assignee: | Andrei Gushchin (Inactive) |
| Resolution: | Duplicate | Votes: | 0 |
| Labels: | None | ||
| Remaining Estimate: | Not Specified | ||
| Time Spent: | Not Specified | ||
| Original Estimate: | Not Specified | ||
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Steps to reproduce: Result: Audio Ease - Altiverb V7.0.5 Macos -hook--dada- -Kai double-clicked. The installer didn’t ask for a serial. It didn’t even ask for permission. It just breathed —a low, sub-bass pulse that made his studio monitors hum. The window that popped up wasn’t the usual pristine Altiverb interface. It was charcoal gray, with a single field: “Impulse Response to load.” A friend in Prague had sent a cryptic link: "Audio Ease - Altiverb v7.0.5 macOS -HOOK--dada-" . No description. No instructions. Just a .dmg wrapped in a riddle. The playback started. Kai grabbed his headphones and ran. He didn’t look back. But on his way out, he swore he heard the plugin’s last echo: a single, clean, perfectly convolved version of his own voice, saying “Render finished. Thank you for using Altiverb.” He yanked the power cord. The Mac died. But the studio monitors kept humming. And from the cones—softly, rhythmically—came the sound of a man in a herringbone coat, walking up three flights of stairs. Audio Ease - Altiverb v7.0.5 macOS -HOOK--dada- He selected . The next morning, the link was dead. The .dmg had vanished from his downloads. But his mix? It won an award for “Most Evocative Use of Space.” No one could figure out how he made a kick drum sound like the inside of a secret that shouldn’t exist. Kai double-clicked It was 3:47 AM in a Berlin flat that smelled of old coffee and new solder. Kai, a sound designer with a deadline tattooed on his eyelids, stared at his Mac’s screen. The mix was dry. Too dry. His orchestral hit—meant to sound like a cathedral collapsing into a swimming pool—sat lifeless in the stereo field. |
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| Comment by Vladislavs Sokurenko [ 2021 Mar 19 ] |
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Thank you for your report, closing as a duplicate of |