I also make noise (music), which I consider meaningless at its best. I’ve been trying to express control over chaos, and this seems to do it, create something tangibly so with its worth as a function of the setup that you use.
I’m still writing occasionally, trying to find the right word emerging from the meaningless sound of the poem. In analogy with the above, musical gear would be what you know, the order in your head.
The value of both might lie in the depth of that function.