Jesus. This name is used in so many connotations good and bad, it’s hard to think of them all. My favourite use so far was in Tom Wait’s song “Chocolate Jesus” which I love.

But I found another one in Berlin lately: a singin’ or whistlin’ Jesus. I only wish, I could read the lettering next to this advertising on a wooden pop up bar stall on Kantstraße. Extraordinary artwork, I think. And good booze, apparently.