In 'El habitante de la tarde roja' Juanito Makandé continues not only to grow as a musician, but also as a lyricist. A repeat offender in his tropes and his common places, which we were able to enjoy beyond his songs in his collection of poems "The air that sighs among the flowers", the knives, the storms, the stars and the birds return here, that fauna so much hers, and those confessions on the surface that so many and so many public have already made their own. Juanito continues to sing of love (and the fear of falling in love), of loneliness that "now teaches me and does not kill me", of life after all, "a very serious joke." But now there is so much experience behind his verses that one can feel the authenticity of him more than ever.