I am currently listening to Marcel Wittrisch singing 85 years ago. It sounds like he is performing yesterday. And I thought " how I wish that my parents had lived this long. That they could have now listened in remarkable quality reproduction to performers from a time when they were young and starting adult life."
We are so favoured by today's opportunities but probably still strive for more whilst failing to grasp and immerse in what is available.
Here he is in lighter vein: