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BTW, it's not really *just* like a physical machine, because VirtualBox still can't handle installing video drivers.
".45 ACP - because shooting twice is just silly" - JSOP, 2010 ----- You can never have too much ammo - unless you're swimming, or on fire. - JSOP, 2010 ----- When you pry the gun from my cold dead hands, be careful - the barrel will be very hot. - JSOP, 2013
I wasn't questioning virtualbox, just the hosting OS, particularly windows as the host as there are bottlenecks introduced talking to the real hardware
(for instance it's lousy wrogly layered network interface and the way it introduces inefficiencies when a better class disk management is layered upon it in that: for instance NTFS kills the optimizations that for instance ext4 attempts ... the reverse is not true as vm's on linux hosts allow a more direct access to the disk so no fighting of optimizations...)
in short: yes vm on windows is workable, but vm's on *nix are inherently better (speed and resource usage particularly at higher loads). on windows hosts simple stuff is fine, heavy/peak load applications not so much, so you should be right.
A few months ago (has it been months already!?) @David-ONeil replied with an Orbital song to a SOTW thread.
It reminded me of this song, which used to be one of my favorites, but which I had forgotten over the years.
Last week I decided to give Orbital another listen and it's amazing.
Their music is great, but Belfast is still their best (so I may have repeated it a couple of times)
So enjoy this early 90's electronic masterpiece
I cannot use the term "listening" to describe assault on my ears by random waves of modulating air-pressure emitted by black-smoker fumaroles at the bottom of the great trench in Hell named "Noise."
Such mephitic emanations are, however, useful as a purgative remedy for psychic constipation if taken in a five-second dose, then followed by a restorative/palliative sonic douche perhaps in the Vivaldi flavor.
«Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?» T. S. Elliot
So now that you've used all those superlatives on a song that's labeled as CHILL OUT I wonder how you would describe a song such as Gorgoroth - Destroyer[^] which is actually made to sound like random waves of modulating air-pressure emitted by black-smoker fumaroles at the bottom of the great trench in Hell named "Noise."
The bloke on the next desk to me uses a pocket calculator to add up lists of numbers that are contained in an Excel spreadsheet.
I've tried telling him about the calculating abilities built into Excel but he won't listen and continues to use the pocket calculator (He says I've got this calculator I bought in 1990 so I'm going to continue to use it!).
Now he's complaining that the batteries in the pocket calculator are running out...