TWENTY-FIVE years after Dunoon's last brush with rock megastardom,

courtesy of a concert by Pink Floyd in 1970, the sleepy holiday capital

of the Cowal Peninsula last night welcomed the chart-topping Blur and an

attendant teen-scream following.

According to legend, Brian Wilson was the promoter of that Pink Floyd

show -- the same Brian Wilson who now sits as an MP in Westminster.

For those unversed in nineties music it should be pointed out that

Blur's Damon Albarn currently occupies a similar statesmanlike role,

that of Britpop's prime minister.

Before last night's show Albarn and his three Blur cronies certainly

hopped into a presidential, black, chauffeur-driven stretch limo less

than 50 yards from the entrance to the seafront venue of the concert,

the Queen's Hall.

They idled in a side street with no particular place to go on Dunoon's

circling main drag, a film crew recording their inability to cruise in

traditional head-turning rock star manner.

A carload of local youths were quick to seize the opportunity to wind

Blur up. ''Roll with it, Damon!'' one of them cried, hanging out of the

passenger window, reminding Albarn of the latest hit by Blur's supposed

deadliest enemies, Oasis.

Elsewhere another film crew focused on their on-screen front man,

standing in front of Dunoon's Rock Cafe, named in homage to seaside

confectionery and not musical idols.

Was Dunoon ruffled by Blur? Well, it must be said that almost as much

fuss was caused by my public use of a mobile phone.

Moments before I began dictating these words another group of local

youths sneered their verdict: ''Glasgow wide-o.'' It takes a lot to

impress Argyll folk.