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Liszt and Chopin and won the battle of the virtuosos according to the taste of his contemporaries, which left Chopin indifferent and Liszt furious. Thalberg discovered in the young Gottschalk a new challenger.

      In the first row sat Chopin himself. The constantly shivering Pole had come to listen to the performance of his piano composition in E-minor. Afterward he rushed to the soloist’s dressing room. According to Gottschalk’s first biographer he said in a languid voice: “Bien, mon enfant, bien, très bien, donnez-moi encore la main.”

      No, claimed Gottschalk’s French music publisher later, Chopin had said: “Embrassez-moi, encore, encore!” Not true, said Gottschalk’s sister Clara afterwards; Chopin had laid his hand on the boy’s head to give him his paternal blessing: “Je prédis que vous serez le roi des pianists.”

      Gottschalk would indeed become the king of the pianists, in New Orleans, New York, Cuba, Puerto Rico, Martinique, Peru, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, and Brazil. He gave thousands of performances to audiences who were sometimes so ecstatic they carried him on their shoulders to his hotel where they cheered him deep into the night. He often had to bid a final farewell to his admirers from the balcony of his hotel with a majestic bow.

      As a composer he introduced countless Creole rhythms, in the exact same spirit as Chopin and Liszt, who had brought Polish and Hungarian dances to the world’s attention. Gottschalk became familiar with Creole music through his mother, his childhood nanny Sally, who had been born in Saint-Domingue, and by his grandmother, who had spent the first thirty years of her life there as well. He had heard La Belle Lolotte sung at home, and used the theme to it for his La Savane; at home he had also heard En avan’Grenadie and used the melody for La Bananier; at home he had seen Sally dance to the beat of Quan’patate la cuite, the melody of which he used in his most famous composition Bamboula.

      He wrote his Pasquinade in 1860, the first piece that prefigured ragtime eight years before Scott Joplin was born and thirty-nine years before the Maple Leaf Rag appeared in print. He was a forerunner to Joplin, Gershwin, Ives, Carter, and Ellington, drove American music toward swing, and would nevertheless end up being forgotten in his land of birth.

      South of New Orleans his legacy is much deeper. You can hear his influence in practically every Caribbean composition that followed. He set to work on the mazurka, and transformed the polka and the contradanse until they were more reminiscent of waving palm trees than rustling birches.

      Gottschalk’s early mazurkas were strongly influenced by Chopin, but he quickly gave them a Creole twist, and in his later works combined the piano techniques of Chopin and Thalberg with Caribbean motifs. In formal terms his etude Madeleine, which he composed in Rio de Janeiro, fits seamlessly with Chopin’s etudes, but sounds like a Latin American bolero.

      In the end, Gottschalk shared with his musical model the fact that he died just before the age of forty. During a concert in Rio de Janeiro when he was performing his composition Morte he fell forward on the grand piano. His death throes lasted another three weeks, and because of the hassles with payments of outstanding debts, nine months went by before he could be buried in New York. On his tombstone would be engraved the words L.M. GOTTSCHALK—MORTE, thus feeding the myth that Gottschalk had forced his own death, in a similar way to Mozart, who died after having committed the first sections of his Requiem to paper. The e in Morte indicated that Gottschalk had written the piece for a woman; morte refers to the poem by Victor Hugo that begins with: Elle est morte.

      Upwards of three hundred Gottschalk compositions have survived. They are almost all miniatures. In this he was also a forerunner to the Caribbean composers that followed, who seldom if ever dared to write compositions on a grand scale. Among his pieces that usually lasted four, five, or six minutes were quite a few contradanses, which Gottschalk called “Cuban dances.”

      His melodies are quite tuneful, as attested to by Oh! Ma Charmante, Epargnez-moi which I heard for the first time on the CD by Harold Martina. Martina quite rightly opens his compilation of dance pieces with three works by Gottschalk, to indicate he stood at the cradle of Caribbean music, or to put it even more forcefully, that he actually created it and brought it to life.

      Oh! My Sweet Darling, Spare Me sounds like a song without lyrics—a gorgeous song you can listen to over and over again and still be moved every time. Gottschalk was not so much a womanizer as he was willing prey to women. His hooked nose, high forehead, and tousled hair made him resemble Chopin, at least in the way Delacroix portrayed him. Wherever Gottschalk appeared he was besieged by women. The young pianist Amy Fay was one of them; once she had come of age she admitted she had a “silly infatuation” with him “just like 99,999 other American girls” and that, despite her gray hair, he “is still present in her heart.” After giving a concert, like a pop star Gottschalk had to retreat to the sanctuary of his dressing room—hence his Oh! My Sweet Darling, Spare Me. But when the ravishing Irène de los Ríos y Noguerida, for whom the piece was intended, ran away from him, leaving Cuba in a rush, he composed the deeply sad Adios a la Havana.

      That piece too only lasts a few minutes. Still, Gottschalk did not always choose to compose short pieces; he wrote three operas, and for a performance in the Tacón Theater in Havana he asked for sixty-eight clarinets, forty-eight violins, twenty-nine French horns, thirty-three tubas, thirty-eight trombones, forty-five drums, two triangles, and one hundred and ninety-eight singers. The fact that his request was honored immediately is ample testament to just how popular he was.

      In the course of his travels Gottschalk may have visited Curaçao, though he never performed there. His greatest triumphs were in Havana, Puerto Rico, Lima, Montevideo, Rio de Janeiro, and Saint-Pierre, the capital of Martinique, which would vanish under yards of ash and stone after the infamous volcanic eruption of Mont Pelée in 1902. His work was performed on Curaçao by its own music pioneers Jan Gerard Palm, Chris Ulder, Jules Blasini, and Joseph Sickman Corsen, perhaps a little too often: a reviewer praised one young pianist who “finally got out of the rut of always playing Gottschalk.”

      He sank into oblivion in the twentieth century, even in the islands of the Caribbean. In 1983 Wim Statius Muller released an album called Antillean Dances opus 2. He got rave reviews and musicologist David Dubal called him “the Antillean Gottschalk” on WQXR, the classical radio station owned by the New York Times. However, Statius Muller had to remind himself just who Gottschalk was.

      Since then he has browsed Gottschalk’s oeuvre. He thinks some of his compositions are quite good, such as Bamboula, Oh ma belle, and the mazurkas and Cuban dances. That, however, does not mitigate his general opinion of him: “Gottschalk also wrote a lot of junk.” They may indeed have sounded much better in Gottschalk’s own renditions of them. When it comes to a score by Gottschalk, the words of Rubinstein about Rachmaninov come to mind: “Whenever I hear Rachmaninov being played, I always think: a good composer. Whenever I hear Rachmaninov play his own works, I think: what a great composer.”

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       The Virtuoso Nomad

      I discovered Gottschalk at an opportune moment. American historian S. Frederick Starr’s substantial biography Bamboula! The Life and Times of Louis Moreau Gottschalk was published in 1995, followed in 1996 by the just as detailed Louis Moreau Gottschalk et son temps by the Canadian sociologist Réginald Hamel. They were certainly not the first biographies—when he was alive Gottschalk had already been adulated twice in book form, and before he sank into oblivion he would be the subject of no less than four hagiographies—but these were the first academic works on his life. The books complement each other wonderfully: Starr places Gottschalk in the American search for cultural identity, while Hamel approaches him from a Creole perspective. In that same decade, French pianist Georges Rabol, the son of a black musician from Martinique, recorded two CDs with works by Gottschalk, and the Irishman Philip Martin went a step further by recording all the piano works by Gottschalk still in existence on a total of seven CDs between 1990 and 2004.

      I was able to read about and listen to Gottschalk, and to be honest,

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