@Obleak looked him up (Jeff Mills)
I don’t personally remember him. On ‘club/dance’ nights there was no time to chill with DJ’s. A big after hours spot (meaning 8am on) was a place in the East Village/LES called ‘Save the Robots’ may have bumped into him there. But, like the club. Not my scene to just hang out. On nights when there was an act/band, I liked to chat with the engineers.
I was more likely to be found in a very quiet corner bar (yeah, they used to open at 8am)
Lots of 2300~0730 type workers, blue collar, mostly retirees who would come in with their coffee and add whiskey or schnapps to get their heart started. I used to meet one guy who was an electrician for the main post office & another who was a train motorman.
I loved the sun refracting through the stained glass while we would sit at a table and play chess all morning. Ironically enough, those quiet mornings were among the happiest in my life.
I know the OP was probably half taking the piss by starting a thread @ my age.
It’s interesting though.from my POV I’m one of the most open books on here. Far more posters seem (at least to me) quite aloof.