Coming together in the Yorkshire town of Otley, and relocating first to Leeds, then to New York City, the members of Your Vegas are the latest enrollees of the Bunnymen-Chameleons-Teardrop school of rock to try for advanced placement. Released following a three-song preview of the same title, A Town and Two Cities offers anthemic rock with soaring, melodic guitar riffs and a few synth-pop touches. Coyle Girelli’s tenor is suitably dramatic, with just the right quaver at the high end of his range — perfect for delivering his lyrics, even the ones he should’ve left at the depot. At his best, his words are overwrought but harmless (“We’re just soldiers fighting in a war against our own advice”), but he’s inconsistently mediocre. He relies on a checklist of trite clichés, from including cats on a hot tin roof to birds of paradise, glowing neon, and fireflies shining like stars. He even uses the one about coming apart at the seams — in two consecutive songs. At his worst, Girelli’s lyrics slide from silly (“Please promise me, my friend / That you’ll live to 93”) to downright creepy (“Love is the drug that makes you feel sexual”). Still, for fans of ’80s-influenced rock who can ignore the lyrics and regard the singing as just one component of the musical whole, A Town and Two Cities is an enjoyable enough album.