Imagine a psychedelic tangerine juiced into a punch spiked with pop rocks for zest, served with a tantalizing goober grape sandwich, and you'll have an idea what the Goo Goo Dolls were nurtured on. Hold Me Up, the Dolls' third LP, is a rollercoaster of all the joy and pain two guitars, drums and a couple of bothered voices can muster. With all the youthful exhuberance of Lemonheads circa Hate Your Friends/ Creator or Tied To The Tracks-era Soul Asylum, this Buffalo threesome come off as the freshest power-pop we've heard in a couple of years, or at least since 1989's Jed. Just dip into "Laughi