The BuzzLA IT’S AN EIGHT O’CLOCK WORLD: If you weren’t out early this week, you lost, buddy. Two of the best sets I have seen in a long time were inauspicious half-hour gatherings attended by those-in-the-know, who soaked up some great sounds while their less-hip brethren sipped on cappuccino and discussed the theory of convolution at trendy hellholes throughout Burbank. Little did the laggards know that the Goo-Goo Dolls and Toad the Wet Sprocket were laying the groundwork for the ’90s across town. The Goo-Goo’s show at the Whisky (which also included Mary My Hope, the megabuck signing I Love