Bonnet and Spain - a case of love at first sight. Bonnet, 
                born in 1885, began his donkey-back wanderings (à la Stevenson) 
                in Spain at the age of eighteen. He collected folksongs and impressed 
                Felipe Pedrell and Don Federico Olmeda sufficiently for them to 
                support his appointment as professor at the Casa Velasquez. Compositions, 
                both original and folk arrangements emerged. De Falla praised 
                them highly indeed especially the songs. 
              
There are forty songs on the first disc all taken by 
          Rachel Yakar who has one of those darker-aureoled soprano voices that 
          well suits this repertoire. There is plenty of character here and Yakar 
          is the one to bring it out. Scorn, eagerness, sweetness (try Religiosa 
          tr 3) brazen it out with Cubana’s haughtiness and we cross over 
          into Canteloube territory in Bolero (tr 4). The Burgos 
          songs are more subtle including the sensuous Cancion de Novia (tr 
          7) with its call Lindamente canta. The Cantos de Castilla 
          are not at all impressionistic - more a case of high romance with 
          a measure less subtlety than Granados's Goyescas. These songs 
          have a high-stepping cavalry vigour as well as speaking of the idle 
          relaxation of the salon. Brashness barks the shins of raindrop romance. 
          Collet is a heart-on-sleeve man - never satirising - always in sympathy 
          with his subject. 
        
Collet's orchestral works are sumptuously sampled on 
          the second volume. It will be clear from the timing and apparent from 
          the brevity of the songs that Collet is not prone to meandering. These 
          are compact three movement concertos neither of which runs more than 
          25 minutes. The symphony is in four movements. Every one of the movements 
          carries a Spanish title descriptive of dance (e.g. Fandango - 
          the last movement of the piano concerto) or place (Calles de Sebiya 
          - first movement of the violin concerto). 
        
While the melodic line of the violin concerto apes 
          Bruch and maybe Saint-Säens’ Caprice Andalou the setting 
          is all shimmer with searing Iberian trumpets. Havanaise meets 
          the Elgar in the broad El Desgraciado. The Sevillana finale 
          is a blast of spiccato and Paganinian double-stopping accelerating into 
          feria style bombast. The castanets, also used in the first movement, 
          return at the end. The high calorie symphony has four movements against 
          the three for the two concertos. The hyper-coloured music has the modern 
          sensibility of travelogue film music. The Piano Concerto offers the 
          listener scorching trumpet lines, castanets and ripe Mediterranean hallmarks. 
          It would go well, as would all three orchestral works, in a concert 
          with a Spanish theme. These are not profound works. Rather we are in 
          the world of distinctive light music like Ron Goodwin’s Beatles Concerto 
          or any one of the cadre of works that also includes Malcolm Arnold’s 
          Concerto for Phyllis and Cyril. 
        
The booklet for the songs disc has the words printed 
          in Spanish (as sung) and in French although not side by side. The extensive 
          notes are in French, Spanish, German and English. 
        
These recordings have been languishing largely unattended 
          since 1995 and 1998. I have been pleased to make the acquaintance of 
          this finely performed music. Here is another splendid example of the 
          French feeling for Iberian culture in music. Collet is more than the 
          music critic who in 1920 (Comoedia 16 and 23 Jan 1929) dubbed a group 
          of Parisian based composers 'Les Six'. 
        
Collet is no dazzling genius but he writes music that 
          is highly skilled and easy on the ear even if his ideas that are not 
          grippingly memorable. The orchestral works will neither enrage nor enrapture. 
          Pleasing, romantic and unassuming. 
          Rob Barnett