Humble yet polished, hopeful, yet not sentimental, historical yet hysterical...

That's the oddball wonder we call AFT. In Door County, Wisconsin, we don't wait to see what goes over in Manhattan. We forge ahead and write lyrics, the whole shebang.

Plenty of sensible souls would rather listen to their brother-in-law drone for two hours about pork belly futures than suffer through an evening of "original theatre," and we know just how they feel. So we build our shows on the rock of American folk culture: the great tales, the aching melodies, the drawling turns of phrase that have survived generation to generation.

In our little corner of the woods, those ominous rumblings about the Death of American Musical Theatre are drowned out by the footfalls of 50,000 loyal fans strolling down the path in Fish Creek's Peninsula State Park each year to laugh and cry with our merry players under the newborn stars.

"American Folklore Theatre deserves recognition as a
first-rate professional and musical theatre company"
~Milwaukee Journal Sentinel