Jasper Spear has fenestration fixation. “I can’t play in rooms without windows,” he’s decided. That’s because he likes to throw stuff out of them.
It’s a percussive thing. Jaspear once read about a composer dropping a piano off a building, and it stuck with him. When writing songs in his third-floor walk-up apartment in the largely deserted old watch-chain factory building on Hour Lane, he got used to tossing pencils so they’d rattle down the drainpipes or ping on the metal roofs.
During his solo keyboard Bullfinch show on Thursday, Spear tossed dozens of pebbles, drumsticks, paperweights, books, alt-weekly newspapers and even a pint glass out the little window near the stage, the one that overlooks the alley.
When he tossed out a handful of pocket change, one of the regulars at the bar (who comes for the cheap booze rather than the bands) rushed outdoors to scoop up the coins—and got decked by a plastic toy hurled at a poignant moment during the Jasper Spear original “Binky’s Buddies.” No charges have been filed, but the window has been quietly closed and bolted shut…
Tonight: 19-9 (featuring former members of 28) at the Bullfinch… Falling Rock and The Shoulder Band at Hamilton’s… An Evening With Look! Park! at D’ollaire’s…