This is the second weekend of concerts that the late Rafael Frühbeck de Burgos was meant to conduct with the Boston Symphony Orchestra. His original program remains in place, and in retrospect it seems he had planned his own swansong. The first item is J.S. Bach's Cantata No 82, 'Ich habe genug'. The title aria translates as "I am content", and Frühbeck could certainly reflect back on his career with satisfaction. He was principal conductor in Berlin, Montreal, Vienna, Tokyo and Dresden, and he guest conducted in most of the major cities around the world, including New York, London, Los Angeles, Philadelphia and Boston. The other arias from the cantata, Schlummert ein, ihr matten Augen (Fall asleep, you weary eyes) and Ich freue mich auf meinen Tod (I look forward to my death) suggest that Frühbeck had his own mortality in mind when he chose this composition.
The second item on the program is A German Requiem by Johannes Brahms. The work spans seven movements; the selected texts from the Lutheran bible offer comfort to our suffering, meditate on the fleetingness of human life and anticipate the joys that await us hereafter. The themes of contented resignation from the Bach cantata resonate in the closing section of the requiem: "they may rest from their labors, and their works do follow them."
Welsh conductor Bramwell Tovey took the baton for this concert and proved himself adept in vocal works. Joining him for the Bach cantata was fellow Welshman Bryn Terfel. This bass-baritone looks and sounds like he could hail a ship from shore, yet riding above his robust set of lungs is a shimmer of sweet facial resonance. Terfel could just as easily sing a baby to sleep in his arms.
The Bach employed just 21 musicians: an oboe soloist, a bassoon, a console organ with cello to accompany the recitatives, one string bass, four violas and a dozen violins. In contrast, the Brahms used a full orchestra, harp, pipe organ, chorus and two vocal soloists. There were easily two hundred performers onstage. In order to accommodate forces of this size, the Symphony Hall house managers remove the first few rows of audience seating and extend the stage with a ten-foot thrust. It took four and a half minutes for the 120 members of the Tanglewood Festival Chorus to file in to the five levels of risers behind the orchestra.
The chorus sang from memory and stood through most of the hour-long work (one alto needed to take an early seat). They matched Bryn Terfel's impact with some full-throated singing, but they were most impressive in the blended harmonies of the quietest sections. The full chorus got to sit in the fifth movement, when we finally heard the female soloist, Rosemary Joshua. The Welsh soprano had a rich, ringing sound that carried the hall.
Bramwell Tovey conducted with fluid gestures but never called attention to himself. What struck me most was how right the two works sounded, with well judged tempos and no jarring eccentricities. The requiem closed with a brief silence, a fitting tribute to Rafael Frühbeck de Burgos, may he rest in peace.