Oddly, I don't know if the appropriate title for this band is, "Andrew Peterson and The Captains Courageous." Or simply, "The Captains Courageous." You would think with all the time I spend stalking these three guys, I would know off by heart that bit of trivia. Because of the dark room, these images are blurry and poor quality, but I thought that publishing them in spite of that would be worth it just to illicit a covetous response in a certain pastor's wife. Ben Shive is the piano player. I picked the seats near him at the concert because Ben Shive is to fat old housewife Mollie as Shaun Cassidy was to pretty little pre-teen Mollie. It's ok, Big Dan knows all about the crush I have on Ben's lyrics and he even pre-bought Ben's next album, The Cymbal Crashing Clouds, for my Christmas present. Andrew Peterson is in the middle of the stage. We love everything about him. He writes, he sings, he tells stories that make you pee your pants laughing. (Well, maybe that only applies if you've had large babies.) Your life will be better if you read his books, "On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness" and "North! Or Be Eaten." Coming in May is the new book in that series, "Monster in the Hollows." On the far side of the stage is Andy Gullahorn, who is the funniest man on the planet. We saw this concert Sunday night in North Carolina. It was definitely worth the drive for us groupies.