{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Bj\u00f6rk.fr \u2013 Site francophone d\u00e9di\u00e9 \u00e0 Bj\u00f6rk : musique, clips et actualit\u00e9s","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.bjork.fr","title":"The New Yorker","author_name":"","width":"480","height":"315","url":"http:\/\/www.bjork.fr\/The-New-Yorker-2004","html":"\u003Ch4 class='title'\u003E\u003Ca href='http:\/\/www.bjork.fr\/The-New-Yorker-2004'\u003EThe New Yorker\u003C\/a\u003E\u003C\/h4\u003E\u003Cblockquote class='spip'\u003E\n\u003Cp\u003Evia Alex Ross\u2019 “The Rest Is Noise” blog \n\u003Cbr class='autobr' \/\u003E\n I first met Bj\u00f6rk in the lobby of the Hotel Borg, a funky Art Deco palace in the center of the Icelandic capital of Reykjav\u00edk. The Borg opened in 1930, the dream project of a famous wrestler who liked to host swank parties for American military officers and the odd movie star. Eventually, the wrestler died and the hotel fell on hard times. In the early nineteen-eighties, it became the gathering spot for a group of aggressively bohemian teen-agers, (\u2026)\u003C\/p\u003E\n\u003C\/blockquote\u003E\n"}