Qmmp Plugin Pack
Plugin pack is a set of extra plugins for Qmmp.
Attention! Carefully read the documentation before usage.
Plugin List
- FFap - enhanced Monkey's Audio (APE) decoder (24-bit samples and embedded cue support)
- ModPlug - module player with use of the libmodplug library
- Sample Rate Converter - resampler based on libsamplerate library
- Goom - audio visualization based on goom project
- FFVideo - video playback engine based on FFmpeg library
- Mplayer - video playback using mplayer
- Mpv - video playback using mpv
- Ytb - audio playback from YouTube (uses yt-dlp)
- MMS - MMS protocol support (uses libmms library)
Requirements
Dr. Sheldon Wise _hot_ Now
"You’re proposing a stable superposition lasting decades? Quantum decoherence would have occurred in microseconds—"
"Edith Schrödinger. Great-niece. Twice removed, if you're counting." She stroked the cat. "Erwin was my grandmother’s cousin. The family has kept the box." dr. sheldon wise
And for the first time in his life, Dr. Sheldon Wise submitted a paper without a single footnote. "You’re proposing a stable superposition lasting decades
She touched his shoulder. "Go home, Dr. Wise. And maybe—adopt a pet." Twice removed, if you're counting
He had defended his doctoral thesis on quantum decoherence at nineteen, held three separate patents in optical computing by twenty-two, and at thirty-four, he had published a proof that time was, in fact, an emergent illusion—a kind of collective hallucination agreed upon by conscious observers to prevent their brains from melting.
Sheldon’s first instinct was to incinerate it. "The cat" referred, of course, to Schrödinger’s cat—the infamous thought experiment he had dismantled in his most cited paper, "On the Redundancy of Feline Superposition." He had proven, conclusively, that the cat was never both alive and dead; the observer’s ignorance was not the cat’s mystery. Simple decoherence resolved the paradox. End of story.
She led him inside. The cottage smelled of rosemary and dust. In the basement, behind a bookshelf that swung open on silent hinges, was a chamber that should not have existed. The walls were lead-lined. The air hummed with a frequency that made Sheldon’s teeth ache. And there, on a steel table, sat the box.