This is a historic issue of the Broad Ripple Gazette, the first with two sections. And that, my friend, is a big deal. The first issue (Vol. 1 No. 1 was published May 13, 2004) only had four pages. When I first started writing Buzzing Around Town almost two years ago, it landed on page six and I loved it. Page six is the New York Post's home of Liz Smith, Cindy Adams and celebrity sightings. Alan Hague has been kind enough to let me stay on page six of the second section.

Remember all of the music I wrote about for the last issue? I haven't seen a darn thing since then. I worked a few extra shifts at the Red Key, the fiscal year ended for Second Helpings, my Phoenix sister was visiting and committee meetings got in the way of my musical life. So instead of show reviews, you're getting all previews.

Make sure you see Seth Horan on August 21, 2007. You won't be disappointed. Really.

I'm never disappointed in a show at Local's Only. Three bands from three states, how can you go wrong? The Fervor hails from Louisville, Wussy from Cincinnati and thesociety from Indianapolis. All three groups look like fun. thesociety just released their first album, Big Killing. I really hope Wussy has tee shirts for sale.

Seth Horan has spent plenty of time at the hostel, but this will be his first time as a performer. Seth is a solo bass player singer/songwriter. And he's damn good. Seriously. To say that Seth plays bass is an understatement. He uses a combination of finger picking, slapping, tapping and other stuff I can't name to produce amazing sounds from the instrument. And he sings his own songs. It is all quite amazing.

A little back-story: Seth was hanging out in Indianapolis a bunch in early 2004. In fact he holds the official record for the most nights spent on my sofa. CATH had already closed, I was not working at Second Helpings yet and I was waitressing three nights a week at the Red Key. John Newton was working on getting Indy Hostel open. The stars were aligned for the three of us to eat at Yats everyday, hear lots of music and work on the hostel. Seth and I sanded and scrubbed - John did not trust us with painting or power tools. I was helping because I think having a hostel is great for the neighborhood and I had an interest in getting a musician or two off of my sofa (not you Seth, you're welcome anytime). Seth was helping because he's Seth, enthusiastic and passionate.

We spent a lot of hours talking about the meaning of life and solving all of the world's problems. None of us were in serious relationships. I was feeling lost without CATH, John was throwing his life into the hostel and Seth was literally living on the road. All of our three lives have changed tremendously since that time and Seth's the most of all.

He's married, has a steady endorsement gig and lives in a real house. Seth travels the world teaching bass clinics for Warwick. When I listened first to his latest album, Happenstance, I realized that he's happy. This record is full of great upbeat pop music. Just Seth and his bass with a little wedding ring percussion thrown in.

Seth had a rough time earlier this year. He had an emergency appendectomy (aren't all appendectomy's emergencies?) while on tour. He was shipped home with a wicked infection and spent too long in the hospital fighting it. He was only able to come home because he was attached to a machine that constantly drained the infection from his body. Icky and expensive.

The last time Seth was in Indianapolis he talked about a woman he was clearly smitten with. I'm looking forward to meeting that woman, Gina, and hearing happy Seth play.

-Rachel Sahaidachny (former CATH barista) is teaching this creative writing class for high school students with Barbara Shoup. Rachel is an award winning short story writer and talented as heck. In fact, I'm a little nervous writing about her.

The series has already started, but Rachel told me there is plenty of room and the course will continue in the fall. The group meets Tuesdays from 6-8 pm at the Writers Center and it is free. I'd try to sneak in if I didn't think the wrinkles would give me away.

-Don Weaks sends a big thank you to all who participated in the fundraiser at the Red Key. He was humbled by your support.