Album Review: High by Dial Prisko
Alright, let’s talk about High, the latest drop from Dial Prisko, out of the Netherlands on Tinkatone Records. It’s this wild mix of Pop and Rock with a heavy lean into Alternative Rock vibes. The whole thing feels like a late-night drive through neon-lit streets—chaotic but kinda beautiful. You know those albums that just grab you by the soul? Yeah, this is one of them.
First off, the title track, “High,” hits hard. Like, really hard. It’s got this raw energy that just doesn’t quit. The guitars are crunchy, the drums feel alive, and Prisko’s vocals? Man, they’re dripping with emotion. There’s this moment halfway through where everything drops out except for his voice and a single guitar chord—it gave me chills. I couldn’t stop replaying it. Feels like he’s singing straight to your messed-up heart, ya know?
Then there’s “Timed Out.” Oh man, this one stuck with me for different reasons. It starts slow, almost too quiet, but builds into this explosive crescendo that punches you in the gut (in a good way). The lyrics are haunting, talking about missed chances and running out of time. It’s relatable as hell—who hasn’t felt like life’s slipping through their fingers? By the end, I was sitting there staring at my speaker, wondering how something so simple could hit so deep.
What I love most about High is its honesty. It doesn’t try to be perfect or polished; it’s messy in all the right ways. Sometimes the production feels a little rough around the edges, but honestly? That just adds to the charm. This isn’t some glossy pop album made for TikTok trends—it’s real music for real people.
Here’s the kicker though: listening to this album made me think about how much we crave connection, even when we pretend we don’t. Like, why do songs about feeling lost always make us feel found? Weird, right? Anyway, if you’re into stuff that makes you feel things—good, bad, ugly—check out High. Just don’t blame me if it ruins your playlist game forever.
