Picture: © Chris Lanaway, 2010.
In 2023 the Holy Church of Iggy the Inuit celebrates its 15th anniversary.
Picture: © Chris Lanaway, 2010.

Monthly Archives

This is a pretty useless list that is, however, present at most blogs. Frankly the reason why anyone would like to consult the post of a certain month and year eludes us. Alternatively there is the 'Holy Search' search field and the 'Taglist'.

About Felix Atagong

I have been a Pink Floyd fan since the mid-seventies, with a special interest for the early days of their career. I have been active on several Floydian fora, websites and mailing groups since the Publius Enigma days.

In this blog I write critical and often ironical articles about the Floydosphere, the so-called Cambridge Mafia, Syd Barrett and his many friends (m/f).

The name of this blog is a friendly nod to Iggy Rose, girlfriend extraordinaire, who was known to the underground as Iggy the Eskimo.

You can get in touch with me at felix ADD atagong DOT com.

☮ Astral Piper Lounge member #24
☮ Late Night Forum member #14
☮ Founding member of the (defunct) Syd Barrett Research Society, with Beate Szanday and Julian Palacios
☮ Founding (ex-)member of the Birdie Hop Facebook group, with Alexander Peter Hoffmann

GDPR and the European Cookie Law

Legally the European defenders of the democratic principles oblige us to place a pestilent pop-up that will ask for your consent, but we won't. Most (if not all) of these 'I agree with your cookie policy blah blah' pop-up screens actually track, identify and store your IP for further analysis, so instead of making the Internet a safer place to browse they actually make it a bit worse.

While the atagong.com domain and subdomains do not (deliberate) use cookies, nor save your IP-address, several third-party add-ons have been activated for an easier browsing experience (we know this is utter bullshit). The following is not an exhaustive list and can be altered at any moment: Facebook Comments, Google Search and Analytics, Histats (on very old artefacts),...

You have all heard the horror stories about how these companies care for your privacy, although GDPR pretends to have taken care of that.

A cookie inventory of this website may list several (third-party) cookies. We haven't got a clue what they are doing and how to stop them. On top of that, clicking on embedded content (YouTube, Facebook, Tumblr, etc...) or Flash movies will trigger cookies by its different hosts. You have been warned, even if you haven't read this.

Alternatively you can use the privacy options of your browser to change certain settings. And ALWAYS use an adblocker.

Fair Use Notice:

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If you are the copyright holder of material presented here and want us to add your copyright information we will immediately do as told, written or menaced. If you are the copyright holder of material presented here and want us to remove your material we will immediately do as told, written or menaced, but keep in mind that we will satirically comment on your decision, more precisely at The Anchor. For more information: see underneath.

The Anchor

The Anchor is the Holy Church of Iggy the Inuit's satirical division, intended for people with a good heart, but a bad character.

Satire: Artistic form in which (human) abuse, folly, shortcomings, stupidity or vices are attacked and/or exposed by means of burlesque, caustic wit, derision, irony, ridicule, sarcasm or other methods. (Read more at: ask.com.)

All characters, incidents portrayed and the names used at The Anchor are fictitious. Any similarity without satiric purpose to names, characters, or history of any person living, dead or dying is entirely accidental, unintentional, coincidental and plain improbable.

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isn't this...









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Syd singing