Now that 2024 is circling the drain, Iâll start regaling you with my âFavourites of the Year!â Most noteworthy passing: American author, playwright, actor, essayist, art critic and all-round bĂȘte noire Gary Indiana (né Gary Hoisington, 16 July 1950 â 23 October 2024) died of lung cancer aged 74. (As Indiana told an interviewer in 2014 âIâve been smoking since I was practically two years old.â His brand of choice was Camel Filters. Itâs amazing the dissolute Indiana lasted this long, considering his peers were people like David Wojnarowicz and Cookie Mueller). Anyway, words like âlaceratingâ and âscathingâ barely suffice when discussing Indianaâs oeuvre. When I was in my twenties, buying each new work by Indiana and Dennis Cooper was de rigueur. (I probably purchased them at the long-defunct radical Compendium bookstore in Camden Town). I moved around a lot and wound up re-selling them to used bookstores for a pittance. Then Indianaâs books mostly lapsed out of print! (In more recent years, theyâre gradually being reissued by Semiotext(e)). It didnât help that Indiana gleefully burnt bridges throughout his life. As one of his associates noted almost admiringly, âHe went through agents the way I go through t-shirts.â Some of his most noteworthy books were speculative fiction inspired by true crime figures like the Menendez brothers (Resentment: A Comedy (1997) and Andrew Cunanan (Three Month Fever (1999). (The viewers who clutched their pearls over Ryan Murphyâs recent Menendez miniseries would REALLY lose their shit over Indianaâs book. Indiana would have swooned over Luigi Mangione). For anyone interested in investigating Indiana, his memoirs I Can Give You Anything But Love is available in paperback. And his interview with Butt in July 2024 is essential. As its intro summarizes: âGary earned his notorious reputation over the course of his unflinching, decades-long career. He writes about addiction, alienation, corruption, exploitation, obsession, perversion, power and sexuality with unfiltered candour, leaving no room for politeness ⊠His tendency toward destructive obsession was kept in check by his brilliance, cutting humor and heart.â Pic: âGary Indiana Veiledâ by Peter Hujar, 1981.














