Who? Canadian synth-fiddlers who conjure filling-loosening squalls of electro-venom tempered by soothing/stinging female vocals.
Why? Because it would be fun to drop their punkish sleaze into the slick and safe Bond mix; to take the band who teenagers have sex to on Skins and hose them into the hairy ears of startled studio execs.
Song that sounds like it could be a Bond film title: Year Of Silence.