By 7:15, the line for the Dirty Projectors rounded the corner of Sunset and Logan in Echo Park. Trick-or-treaters passed close to costumed Projectors fans until the sidewalk was a moving Halloween confusion.

The totally underrated Severin Films’ timely Blu-ray reissue of Enzo G. Castellari’s 1978 Euro War film (think: spaghetti western with tanks) The Inglorious Bastards is a definite must-see for fans of Quentin Tarantino’s latest opus.

Many times, I’ve heard creators (usually writers) interviewed on the difference between writing for film and writing for comics. Comics, they’ve said, are truer to the original vision. Film has so many cooks in the kitchen, the essence of the script often gets lost.

One would think there would be a limited market for a box set like Backtracks. Collecting two discs of rarities (one studio, one live) and a DVD of promotional clips, marketed as an add-on to 2005’s exhaustive double DVD set, Family Jewels, the box is mostly perfunctory. The live disc is unnecessary. The promotional video clips are mildly interesting, in a you’ll-only-ever-watch-them-once kind of way. Even the studio rarities are just a handful tracks taken mostly from Australian-only LPs or singles, serving as somewhat of a disappointment for anyone hoping for a vault-clearing extravaganza.

Fresh from their performance on one of the biggest stages at Austin City Limits, The Dodos stepped on to a small stage nestled into a corner of the Rock and Roll Hotel. Large enough to comfortably hold the three-piece setup, which includes a vibraphone and one thrashing Meric Long, the stage remained dwarfed by the sold out crowd pressed up against it.

After the revolutionary OK Computer and Kid A/Amnesiac, Radiohead took a step sideways with Hail to the Thief. The band had refined its sound, and its particular brand of adventurous electronic/organic push/pull.

The Sandman: The Dream Hunters is an original graphic novel that adapts Neil Gaiman’s text piece of the same name. P. Craig Russell referenced that original story, and the original art by Yoshitaka Amano, to create a more traditional comic narrative. It’s an unqualified success.

In the world of Fables, Cinderella is secretly a high-action, kick-ass spy in the service of Fabletown’s community of storybook outcasts. This book, written by Chris Roberson and illustrated by Shawn McManus, vaults Cindy into an adventure that’s part James Bond, part The Devil Wears Prada, and all Fables.

Cymbals Eat Guitars make charmingly sloppy rock out of the indie hotbed of Staten Island, New York. At times, vocalist Johnny Ferocious channels Stephen Malkmus (“Cold Spring”), but the band sounds something more like mid-career Modest Mouse or Bright Eyes, creating lots of space to explore and following what would be small touches for another band for a minute or two.