After last year’s annual edition of this summatime summatime summatime ritual, it was brought to my attention by astute readers that the previous eight years’ worth of selections had yet to include a single song by either Jimmy Buffett or the Beach Boys, who, if they didn’t first propagate the idea of summer and its languid pleasures, at least had a major hand in refining them for the modern age. Shocked, I vowed to set things aright in 2021, both to give honor where honor is due, and pleasure where pleasure is desired. So on this first day of summer,…