The Wall Street Journal, the financial mouthpiece of international pornographer/racist/unionbuster/thief Rupert Murdoch, has official declared that jazz is dead. Ironically, one of the key reasons for its demise is cited as its institutionalization at New York's Lincoln Center. Jazz is "alive" in the worldview of Murdoch newspeak only when it is the music of the poor and unfunded.
The recent Terence Blanchard concert at the Ogden Museum in New Orleans, performed to a packed house on a Friday evening, is only one example of how alive jazz remains as an entertainment medium. The fact that bands such as Bon Jovi clamor to be included in the lineup of the New Orleans Jazz Festival, which drew 400,000 earlier this year, suggests that whatever "jazz" is supposed to represent, it certainly remains something fairly popular in the public consciousness. The massive success of the Montreal International Jazz Festival is another definitive demonstration of the life jazz manages to exhibit. I suppose if your sole criteria is based on the programming of Jazz at Lincoln Center, which essentially repudiates the last 40 years of this music's evolution, you might come to some erronious conclusions.