'TOUCH THE HAND' A SATIRICALLY SHITSTIRRING WAY FOR BRYAN ADAMS TO RATTLE SOME FEMINAZI CAGES

Bryan Adams was all over the radio back in mid 1991 after
the release of his 6th album WAKING UP THE NEIGHBOURS
and the ensuing world tour which took Adams and his band
to every corner of the globe. After setting the internation-
al stage on fire following the release of the brilliant album
RECKLESS in 1985, which proved to be more workmanlike
and less flashy than WAKING UP, by the time 1991 rolled
around, he really did require a career boost, in recog-
nition of the commercial failure of his disappointing
album from 1987, INTO THE FIRE, a patchy album
panned by many music critics that scored only one
hit, HEAT OF THE NIGHT. Music critics are often
real idiots, the album has got a few high points
as well as a few lower ones. WAKING proved to
be vindication for Adams to go with renowned
music producer Robert John 'Mutt' Lange, who
is renowned for not only being Shania Twain's
old bed mate but one of the most precise and
fastidious music producers in the history of
recorded music, in place of Jim Vallance his
producer and co-song writer for the earlier
albums. The album produced a pile of ma-
jor hits for BA and crew, you probaly al-
ready know the real big ones, ones like
EVERYTHING I DO and CANT STOP THIS
THING WE STARTED, and without men-
tioning a few of the other not so major
hits, one that seemed to go off the ra-
dar before it was given any chance of
getting on the radio is the anti-hairy
armpits, anti-feminazi chant TOUCH
THE HAND, which sees Adams having
a real genuine and passionate dig at
all the women who want equality but
want it all their own way as well. The
best example of hard rocking satire
ever recorded, it brings to life the
thoughts of most normal and well
adjusted men in the world, any-
one who cant see the humour in
it, including any feminazi who
just hates men fullstop, needs
to discover where their happy
bone is or become an alchoholic.