When you reach my age and stage of life, you'll have accumulated a certain set of songs that you don't actually like, but that feel like part of you because your parents did. Maybe for you it's---say---Bruce Springsteen or Abba. As my dad was born in 1926, I heard a lot of really good music: authentic vintage jazz, big band, and so on; some musicals I quite liked and still like; and a whole lot of crap that just seemed to quaint for words.
I was reminded of this one while looking for the preceding recording by Mario Lanza (Recondite Armonia from Tosca by way of the film The Great Caruso).
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