OK, what brought on the chin-wag with Jesus then?
Mac: It’s conversation with Jesus. It’s tongue-in-cheek really, but I suppose it’s just another way of praying. I based it on a gig I did in Rimini at a club called the Transylvania, and I saw this image of Jesus’ face in the monitors. I stopped the song and said to the audience if you all want to file past you can see the Shroud of Turin. It’s also a play on the word urine you see, as he pissed his kecks on the cross. Oh that urine stained shroud in Rimini. Yeah man. OK, fashion question; if Jesus wore a mac or a coat that was black and long, what label would be on it? Mac: La Redoute. I got rid of my last one for 20 quid I think. And it had gone the way of ciggie burns. And would he hang around rainy northern bus stops waiting for public transport? Mac: No, he’d get a fucking cab. But I like this. See, we’re being light-hearted. Jesus should sometimes be taken less seriously. Examined from a not so pious viewpoint. Jesus belongs to the everyman . . . and the everyman loves and needs
