Peter Lake, the World’s Only Anonymous SingerSongwriter, comes off a highly successful afternoon
nap to release the totally unanticipated single,
“Stones” now available globally on all streaming
The so-called « Ghost of New York » releases a single that
he calls “above average.” Lake continues to take the
industry by storm, without even saying who he is, while
also reassuring his fans that he is indeed real, and not
some sophisticated Ai program created by a major label.
NEW YORK, July 10, 2022
Peter Lake, the world’s only anonymous singer-songwriter,
strikes again with his brilliant and catchy single, entitled
« Stones. » Says the artist, « I don’t want to sound like a jerk
but it’s legitimately a moderately above average song.”
Lake suffers from “Canadianitis” also known as
“Modestitus,” a psychological disorder that makes Lake
unable speak positively about himself or his work. This
condition was successfully overcome by other Canadian
musical luminaries such as Justin Bieber.
“Stones” was released this week to a whimper. Lake’s
refusal to perform, show his face, or engage with his fans
has left the artist in obscurity.
The writer of this release comes from a non-PR
background, as per the artist’s request.
Factual things about Mr. Lake include his 30+ million
YouTube and Spotify streams within the last 18 months,
his seven year release schedule, and his unwillingness to
even have a phone call.
Lake apparently released Stones after listening to it during
a nap and deciding that it was “annoying” to have to play
his own song by opening a file. This led to a sudden
release of the song which, like his other releases, was
done with no fanfare, although the rush to put out a press
release interrupted more than one person’s lovely Sunday.
The track, mastered by triple Grammy award winner Emily
Lazar, is a catchy tune, that, much like Lake’s other songs,
can’t be easily placed into a single genre or category.
When asked about the origin of the song, the writer of this
press release was provided the following account from Mr.
This is a song about my first love. It follows the arc that
many of us have experienced.
“I don’t want to be with you…I can’t be without. The stones
keep rolling through, fills my heart with doubt. I thought
you would be so true, I can’t be without. The stones keep
rolling through. The stones keep rolling through.”
When you love someone or something, you give it power
over you. I personally believe this is a good thing to do. On
the one hand, it can create pain. A stoic philosopher like
Epictetus would say this is wrong—by giving up your
power, you are vulnerable to pain.
But if pain is the downside, the stoics miss the upside of
In this case, it’s before I graduated from college. Trumbull
Square is where I met my love. She was from Europe and
I was from Canada. And we met at Yale in the United
States. I’m from a small town near Vancouver, and she
went to the fanciest boarding school in England.
The song recalls our meeting. And our deep connection…
but when she left, there was a void. The stones kept rolling
Much like my song “Black Corridor,” the song ends with
the optimism of what is to come. I loved, I suffered, I
healed. Take that, Epictetus!
Aside from the highly ordinary nature of Lake’s inspiration,
this writer also discovered that Mr. Lake attended a fancy
school and is quoting some philosopher no one knows.
When the writer mentioned this to Mr. Lake, calling the
singer pedantic, cliche, and referring to his academics as
a buzzkill, Lake said, “Totally write that down, you’re kinda
Anything else to add, Mr. Lake?
“Yep, I hate this PR nonsense. Just tell them if they think
the song sucks DM me on Instagram and I’ll write them a
Good luck, Peter Lake. We hope you overcome your
psychological ailment and know that even this writer thinks
it’s pretty good.
Check out “Stones” on all streaming platforms globally.
Further inquiries can be directed to Amy, who can be
reached via the Peter Lake group email:
PS: “All two interview requests thus far have been denied
except for the one I agreed to, but that was for a Brazilian