“Don’t you know a warning sign when you see it?” asks Hannah Pruzinsky. Their sophomore album as h. pruz, Red sky at morning, cites the old adage that alerts sailors of bad weather ahead. The storm brews behind the beauty of a burning sky, much like how Pruzinsky’s gloomy lyrics hide in the softness of their arrangements. They are interested in how the activity of the sky, no matter how erratic, represents real things to people. As a body of work, Red sky at morning is an exploration of what to do when facing a warning. Will you heed the word of the sky and jump ship, or will you move forward, traversing muddied waters? Pruzinsky extends this question to their songwriting practice — making music is always a gamble, commercially and personally. They feared writing…