Turn are from Dublin, but they share recent tourmates [a]Seafood[/a]’s love of the skewed, angst-ridden world of American indie-rock. ‘Beretta’ is a lash of angry, biting sentiment (“Why can’t you look after yourself?”) that beats its chest with a tumult of white-knuckle guitars and furious drumming, apparently lusting for the “comforting pain” of a gun-shot wound. All in less than three minutes. If it were a worse day for peeved Irish rock bands, we’d make poor-taste jokes about putting them out of their misery. But seeing as this is pretty good, and they’re pretty excited about the suffering experience, we’ll leave them to it.