If mods were from Mars, they’d be Spacehog. That might be overdoing it though, because all it really takes for the members of this pop-savvy quartet is to come from Leeds. Although the Hogs claim to hail from New York City, where they now live, their sound is so British that it’s easy to confuse it with that of Oasis. Spacehog, too, is fronted by a brotherly duo: Royston Langdon on vocals and bass, and Antony Langdon on guitar. But the band’s debut handily shows up the charmless efforts of the brothers Gallagher. Resident Alien combines the corniest, most far-fetched elements of pop, balancing them delicately with proper rock instrumentation. Royston sounds like Donald Fagen doing his damnedest David Bowie, though he occasionally veers into Axl Rose-land (particularly on “Ship Wrecked”). The lyrics are downright goofy: On the band’s theme song, Royston seriously intones, “5-4-3-2-1, baby I’m a Spacehog,” and on “Space is the Place,” he un-Rose-ily croons to a companion, “And just because you kiss your brother, it doesn’t mean to say you’re gay/ ‘Cause even when you’re fucking him, it doesn’t mean you don’t love me.” But, tempered by his precise bass playing and Bryce Goggin’s exquisite production, such ramblings make complete sense. With 13 more-than-radio-friendly songs (plus a spacey hidden track), they’ve got a hit. Spacehog perfoms with Ruth Ruth and Solution A.D. at 9:30 p.m. Jan. 27 at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $5. (202) 393-0930.CP