Last week, we reviewed Larry g(EE)'s debut EP, Weekends, which will be released on December 9th, 2011. Today, we've got an interview with the man behind that awesome album. He sat down with us and talked about his unusual name, Weekends, his musical influences, his live show, and Tony Romo.Thanks for speaking with us. How's it going today?
Doing great man. Had a great Thanksgiving weekend with family but I'm still recovering from all the food inhaled.
First things first: tell me about your name. I'm assuming it's pronounced Larry G?
Yes.
So what's the deal with the parentheses and the capitalization?
A couple reasons. The G had already been taken with Kenny G. and I wanted to do something that would catch the eye, for better or for worse in regards to reaction. I graduated with a degree in Corporate Communications/PR so I'm always trying to think of ways to stay on top of promoting this project. I guess the g(EE) is a form of branding?
Let's talk about Weekends, your debut EP. What's the reason behind the name?
I choose the title Weekends because a lot of the inspiration behind the songs were based off of random weekend nights in Brooklyn, NY. I spent a summer there in 2010 and started writing what would become this EP Weekends.

Demi Moore's been having a rough go of lately, so we decided to celebrate her film career in this week's Ranked! column. Did your favorite make the list? Find out below!
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