Orcs by Frank Frazetta

1975, and I'm in the midst of my freshman year at CU, and Chuck has opened a little comic shop in the back of Elaine's SciFi Bookstore in the basement of the biz district of Boulder (a few blocks of Pearl Street, back before the walk'n mall), and Chuck hands me this Tolkien portfolio by Fritz (Chuck was the one and only employee of MileHigh Comics back then), and I'm jaded (18 was the drink'n age) and I'm flipping thru this going yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, and I get to plate sic, the Orcs, and I heard the choir