I went straight from Tuesday night’s God Grew Tired Of Us after-party to the Eccles screening of Jonathan Demme’s Neil Young: Heart of Gold at 9:30 pm. Obviously in the class of Demme’s Stop Making Sense, it’s a very clean and classy concert film, which means, in this instance, a plain but open-hearted immersion into Young’s music — or rather his latest album, “Prairie Wind”, which a knowledgable ex-music critic tells me is Young’s best since “Harvest Moon”. Demme’s film starts with a little background conversation among the band members, but it’s mainly a straight-ahead filming of Young’s two-night set at Nashville’s Ryman Auditorium last August. No crazy cutting — the camera just watches and listens and considers the purity of Young’s art and heart. The feeling of calm and centered-ness is a perfect compliment to Young’s “Wind” songs, which I liked quite a lot. And Young’s commentary between songs is appealing for its straight folksy honesty. But I have to be honest here: this is an AARP concert film. The tunes are country-ish, easy and mellow, and there’s a lyric in one of his songs that mentions how “it’s fading now”…and all I could think upon hearing this was, “Speak for yourself, Neil!” Young has never given a damn about looking like some flash rock star and hail to that integrity, but almost all of his longtime band members are settled and paunchy-looking with white hair and sagging turkey necks, and I don’t care how this makes me sound but I don’t identify with Geezer Rock. Just call me one of those “Hey Hey, My My”-type guys.