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As long as there's white dancefloor marks on our shoes we'll keep banging on about Sunday's BBQ. Our footwear's still a little beat, so we're not stopping any time soon. Mr. Jeff Metal has been Crooked family for a long, long time, and his photography skills are superior, so we tapped him up to do us the honour of documenting the event for the duration. If a stern man in a La Coka Nostra t-shirt snapped you making a tit out of yourself via the plentiful complimentary beverages, that was Jeff in action. Here's a scattering of his photos from the big day. They make it all seem a little more civilised than it actually was and we're envying those custom-made Nando's Dickies shirts. Keep an eye on the Crooked Facebook page for the rest of the commissioned Metal work. Glowsticks and goodie bags make for good photo opportunities. We should be getting our paws on some video and audio too that should capture some legendary Rodigan patter too.