The auteur of Under the Cherry Moon raised the one-name stakes a few years ago, when he tried to move to having no name at all, but rather an epithet ("The Artist formerly known as Prince", of course), accompanied by a symbol that looked rather like an Egyptian ankh mating with a trombone.
Well, that went over about as well as New Coke, and soon he was once again just plain old Prince. And still is.
But who knew that once upon a time he sported a Farrah-do? Actually, it looks rather like he borrowed a wig from Valerie Bertinelli. Perhaps she borrowed his shirt, which thus explains this dewy-eyed shot in full.