In the beginning, God said, “Let there be light.” And in 1996, Mike Patton said, “FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.” These days, with our Pitch Perfects and our Pentatonixes, it’s easy to lose sight of what a cappella music is and really should be: one man, alone in a hotel room, with subpar recording…