There is a rumor that has been spreading across North America and beyond. The rumor is that an artist named Bugs Salcido is haunted.

This rumor was allegedly born in the Southwestern United States and in the dusty streets of Juarez, Mexico. Salcido seems to have been bemused and quite possibly possessed by a spirit known only as Unkle Diablito.

Descending upon the wicked in the world, Unkle Diablito is “less about even-handed justice and more about twisted vengeance, stalking evil without mercy,” Salcido says, calling from a pay phone at 3am.

Salcido has recently written and recorded a collection of songs that he calls The Juarez Murders. He claims to have been inhabited by Unkle Diablito during the writing and recording of the album, thus producing an emotional manifesto that casts a flicker of candlelight on the unsolved murders of hundreds of women in Juarez, Mexico.

Using Salcido’s soul as a host in the tangible world, Unkle Diablito tells stories of pain, loss, jail cells, dirty public officials and servants, memory and anguish, ghosts, blood and unidentified bones. Using Salcido’s voice, he exacts upon the listener emotions ranging from angish to wonder, confusion to terror. “But I do hope that ultimately, people are left with a feeling of hope after hearing this music,” says Salcido.

“Unkle Diablito is not a spirit to fuck around with,” Salcido warns in a half-whisper. “He will find those who have stolen safety, peace, and life from the women of Juarez and beyond. And I have no choice but to let him come and go as he pleases. He wants me to tell people about these tragedies, and he wants those people to tell more people. ”

Salcido asserts that Unkle Diablito haunts him endlessly, driving him to express the tragic fate that so many women have found on the deserted roads and blackened alleys of Juarez. He finds himself sitting in the dark for days at a time, listening to broken records and singing words, his mind going black with grief.

“Unkle Diablito brings all the pain of life with him and places it on my chest,” says Salcido. “He will rest only when the murders have stopped, the wicked have been found, there is some kind of justice for the victims and their families.”