Daniel Young is a singer-songwriter, guitarist, drummer, sound engineer, and producer from Salt Lake City. He grew up on the side of a tall mountain, and that sense of forceful elevation informs all of his work. Daniel's been recording and performing for over two decades—and he's not that old, which tells you much of what you need to know about his commitment to craft, about how deep this runs with him.

On the sunset side of the ground floor of Daniel Young's home studio, there's a window that frames a long, straight road. And if you catch it when the light's right, you could swear that road goes on and on—west west west—straight through the Oquirrh Mountains. Nevada. California. It's not hard to imagine that window, that unridden road, and these songs of Young's all shuffled together, ace side up, this past spring and summer. Sometimes you do your hardest traveling at home. That's the way it seems on The World Ain't Gonna Wait, Young's third album. Written on the late-night back porch and mostly recorded in the basement at Orchard Studios, these songs chronicle the urgency and uneasiness of the everyday emergency, the undeniable sense that you may be living your last day—or at least the last day on the world you've known.