The Virginian-Pilot
                             THE VIRGINIAN-PILOT 
              Copyright (c) 1996, Landmark Communications, Inc.

DATE: Monday, May 20, 1996                   TAG: 9605190276
SECTION: DAILY BREAK              PAGE: E5   EDITION: FINAL 
TYPE: MUSIC REVIEW
SOURCE: BY SUE VanHECKE, STAFF WRITER 
                                             LENGTH: Short :   46 lines

``HAIL!'' TO 'HOG'S ENDEARING GLAM-ROCK

Spacehog are four whip-thin lads from Leeds, England, who shamelessly - gleefully - pilfer from the glam-rock style bin with such cheeky charisma they're downright irresistible. The band utterly charmed a packed house at the Oceanfront's Abyss Saturday night, prompting shouts of ``Hail to the Hog!'' by show's end.

The flamboyant Hogs - whose Mott the Hoople-ish single ``In The Meantime'' has landed them on the pop charts - seem to have sampled their fair share of '70s-era glitter rock; bold strokes of T. Rex, David Bowie, Sweet and even the Bay City Rollers tint the band's look and sound.

Strutting vocalist and bassist Royston Langdon sings in a theatrical Bowie-meets-Axl Rose manner. Accessorized this night with oversized rose-tinted sunglasses, he dressed up songs from the group's debut LP, ``Resident Alien,'' with stylish bass-to-falsetto affectations.

His brother, the sashaying guitarist Antony Langdon - playing on sparkle-finished and flying-V-styled axes of yesterday's arena rock stars, wearing a whimsically outdated Iron Maiden baseball jersey and sporting a spiky '70s shag hairstyle - coughed up huge, swirling riffs and spacey, echoing chords.

He took over vocal duties on the gender-bending ``Space Is The Place,'' a punky ode that proved the Hogs know their Sex Pistols.

Songs that seem overly long on the album were infused with a grand energy in performance, thanks largely to the jubilantly assertive licks of lead guitarist Richard Steel, a man unafraid of the showy guitar solo, and the exuberant drumming of the plaid-trousered Jonny Cragg.

Indeed, it was the band's sheer joy in performance - a rare thing in these angst-weighted, post-grunge days - that rendered Spacehog so darned endearing. ILLUSTRATION: MUSIC REVIEW

Spacehog

Saturday at the Abyss in Virginia Beach

by CNB