Talking of authentic recordings, here’s the classic 1932 version of Pique Nique by Edouard Ibert (cf. Authorship):

with the wonderful plummy voice, and great original period instrumentation—menacing brass and xylophone, and zany woodblocks, like Cantonese jazz. I may be drawn to it by its heavy use of the pentatonic scale, but to anyone the final chorus is a definitive proclamation of those sober values that made the British Empire great, after the sinister bacchanalian debauchery of the sylvan outing…