Maelström condenses a swirling intensity where pianistic figures coil around themselves until breathlessness. The writing relies on an imitative dynamic where each motif triggers the next in an unbroken chain, close to a mechanism. The gesture becomes a gear, the piano a living machine stretched towards its own disintegration. Like in a sonic vortex, the figures reproduce themselves with near motor precision, leading the listening to a state of rhythmic hypnosis. Between unstable balance and repetitive brilliance, the four hands become two rival or allied entities, caught in a spiral of tensions questioning the pianistic body’s resistance to its own automatism.